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Malakai (An IC-Neutral Location)

The room for the Mage: Epic Fantasy games.

Eclipse (offline) is sitting on the rocking chair. The comfortable couch is

invitingly empty. The lumpy sofa is invitingly empty.

Obvious exits include Nexus (out, o).

Eclipse has connected.

You were last connected at Sun Jul 1 00:49:14 2001 EST from dnvr-dsl-gw22-pool

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this is incorrect, please re-register by typing `@register as user@host`.

Your registered e-mail address is used for important administrative functions,

such as sending you a new password if you forget yours. It is your

responsibility to ensure it is correct.

You rise from the rocking chair.

You sit down on the rocking chair.

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 2 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 2 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

<Login> Hugon has connected from 63.59.161.94 on Fri

Jul 6 17:11:46 2001 EST.

Hugon has arrived.

Hugon sits down on the comfortable couch.

<Login> Naphtali has connected from cc571337-a.ftwyn1.in

.home.com on Fri Jul 6 17:17:11 2001 EST.

Naphtali has arrived.

<OOC> Naphtali grins. Cable modems are our friends.

Hugon wave to Naphtali.

Hugon wishes that all MU**s could have standardized emote controls...

Naphtali chuckles. normal emote here is : '.' does a pose, which is kind of

like an emote, but is a lot more powerful and makes things look pretty.

<Login> Guest has connected from 1Cust94.tnt1.midland.mi

.da.uu.net on Fri Jul 6 17:20:52 2001 EST.

Guest has arrived.

Guest tests this out.

<Logout> Guest has disconnected on Fri Jul

6 17:21:24 2001 EST

Guest has disconnected.

The resolution of Guest fades. With a hiss of static its disconnected body

implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

Hugon nods. "Ahh, the power of many windows..."

Hugon says, "How goes it?"

Naphtali says, "Pretty good... Just moved from my fiance's mom's to her dad's

(And here there's a cable modem and we have all the stuff to set it up for

multiple computers)"

Hugon says, "Ohh, very nice indeed..."

Hugon is going to disappear under his desk for a moment. He shall return

shortly.

Naphtali chuckles... I should look into food before too long...

Hugon powers up the second computer.

Hugon then wonders where the monitor's power cord went...

Naphtali doesn't have it.... might have a spare, but I'm not sure what good

that will do you.

Hugon sighs. He brings the monitor back with him from Wisconsin, 10 hours

away, and he forgets the friggin' power cord!

Hugon says, "BRB, going to check van..."

Naphtali grins

Hugon puts a big "Idiot" label on his forehead.

Naphtali says, "Well, it could be worse.... you could have just the power

cable."

Hugon says, "True. I'll just go pick one up at the store tomorrow afternoon."

Naphtali wonders where good ol' Eclipse is....

Hugon shrugs. "No idea."

<Login> Taetia has connected from ppp-77.icehouse.net

on Fri Jul 6 17:33:29 2001 EST.

Taetia has arrived.

Taetia flops down on the comfortable couch.

Taetia says, "Howdy ho neighbors."

Hugon says, "It's the spy!"

Hugon says, "Err, hey Tyson. *G*"

Taetia nods.

Taetia says, "Wazzup?"

Naphtali says, "Quick! Gag him and throw him in the sack!"

Hugon says, "Not much."

Taetia says, "Help! Help! I'm being opressed!"

Taetia raises an eyebrow

Taetia nods.

Taetia says, "Gotcha"

Eclipse snorts. "Wha? Where? I'm awake!"

Naphtali chuckles. "Sure you are, Z."

Taetia says, "Btw Eus, get my email?"

Hugon says, "Hmm...why are my traits for Resonance showing up on all 3

areas..."

Hugon says, "When did you send it?"

Taetia says, "Bout an hour or so ago"

Hugon will go check his hotmail and see if it has arrived.

Taetia nods.

You say, "Once we have Elemental, we can start. We're cutting it close to

quorum tonight. Megathan can't make it tonight, either."

Hugon nods.

You say, "I had an interview at this place called 'Columbia Internet',

today..."

Hugon seems to have heard of them before for some reason...

Naphtali giggles. "That's scary..."

You say, "Okay, actually it was called Earthnet, but it sure looked and felt

like I'd walked onto the set of User Friendly. I have my fingers crossed."

<Login> Rahab has connected from cc571337-a.ftwyn1.in.ho

me.com on Fri Jul 6 17:43:00 2001 EST.

Hugon says, "Good luck"

You say, "They're looking for someone who can do spreadsheets, explain basic

packages to potential customers, listen to complaints, proofread documents,

and do light tech support for people who can't use computers."

Naphtali says, "Basically, what you did for HelpDesk at MC?"

You say, "Yep. The woman who interviewed me has a degree in anthropology and

the owner has a degree in physics. It looks like a merry crew flying the

flag of the jeans and t-shirt. Arrr!"

Rahab has arrived.

<Login> Enola Galen has connected from m23-mp1-cvx2a.lee

.ntl.com on Fri Jul 6 17:47:09 2001 EST.

Naphtali chuckles.

You say, "And we are complete."

Rahab drops a futon.

Rahab sits down on the futon.

Enola Galen has arrived.

Rahab has a better idea.

Enola Galen ( Hi )

Rahab rises from the Peanut Gallery.

Rahab sits down on the comfortable couch.

Rahab rises from the comfortable couch.

Hugon feels whole and completed.

You say, "Okay. Fine. If my lumpy sofa isn't good enough for you..."

Rahab sits down on the Peanut Gallery.

Hugon throws peanuts at those sitting on the Peanut Gallery.

Hugon says, "Hey Elemental."

Taetia snuggles into the comfortable couch

You say, "Although it IS fitting..."

Rahab changes it to sitting -in- the gallery :)

You say, "Hey, Elemental."

Enola Galen ( How are things? )

Hugon is good. He doesn't have to go back to work until Monday and he got a

$430.00 check today, so life is good.

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Is Eus here? I forget who's playing whom. *grin*"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yes, I'm Eus."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Ah ok, left a msg on GCP about MOO rooms here, if you

haven't found a solution yet."

<OOC> Hugon points Naphtali to his message on the WHO list.

<OOC> Naphtali dohs.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Thanks, but I got a place over at OGR that should work."

<OOC> Hugon just added it, though he meant to last week. It helps keep names

straight.

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Ok. For some reason, I couldn't load GCP where I was

before now..."

<OOC> Hugon wonders if we're ready.

Rahab makes the Peanut Gallery messages look right :)

<OOC> Naphtali is ready...

Hugon kicks Taetia to the Peanut Gallery.

You say, "Give me about five minutes to check something, and we'll get

started."

<Login> Enola Galen has reconnected from

m101-mp1-cvx2a.lee.ntl.com on Fri Jul 6 17:54:02 2001 EST.

Hugon nods.

Rahab tries to get a good grip on Taetia, but despite moments of comical

contortion and awkward groping, she fails to pick her up.

Rahab awws.

Hugon smiles and looks at Taetia. "I finally have enough spare cash to go out

and buy 'Mummy' now..."

Taetia takes a seat in the Peanut Gallery.

Taetia raises an eyebrow

<OOC> Naphtali realises that he gets a full log. And that's just Rahab being

a Wiz, T.

Hugon says, "BRB"

<Logout> Hugon has disconnected on Fri Jul

6 17:55:40 2001 EST

Hugon has disconnected.

<Login> Hugon has connected from 1Cust94.tnt1.midland.mi

.da.uu.net on Fri Jul 6 17:55:48 2001 EST.

Hugon has connected.

Taetia says, "Please don't Eus.. I figured away for mummies, over a 5 hr

period, to do 6000 levels of unsoakable aggr damage to everything in a 20

mile area"

Taetia says, "Why can't I sit on the couch?"

Hugon says, "You beling in the Peanut Gallery tonight. *g*"

Hugon sets up a clean log for himself by logging out.

Hugon should actually really go out and get a copy of V:tM instead.

Taetia is buying Ghouls:Fatal Addiction soon

Taetia says, "Mmm.. vitae.."

Hugon is also waiting for Nagah.

Enola Galen ( Me too. )

Taetia says, "Nagah good!"

Hugon also needs a copy of Bastet and Annassi to complete his Changing Breed

Collection.

Naphtali needs to hunt down a copy of either Changeling or Hunter.... I'll

probably start with Changeling.

Hugon nods. His local store is having a Changeling blowout, but they don't

have the core book, so I'm basically ignoring it.

Taetia says, "I'd recomened Sorcerer:Revised. Mixes well with most other

systems."

Hugon is waiting for a copy to come in. Some nutter went out and got the last

copy about 2 hours before Eus arrived to buy it.

Hugon says, "Of course, that also means there must be another White Wolf

player in town somewhere...somewhere..."

You say, "Okay. I'm back."

Eclipse puts on his dragon medallion.

You go in-character. Your actions now reflect your character and not

necessarily yourself.

Enola Galen ( The one I'm still waiting for is Exalted. )

<OOC> Taetia says, "Wolfgang's unofficial theme song http://www.internauts.ca/~

bishop/wizard.htm"

<OOC> Naphtali just found out that some friends he hasn't seen in a while are

going for a movie... but if I go, you won't have quorum..... Hmmmm....

dang.... Want to RP... want to see frineds.... Hmmm...

<OOC> Hugon is ready.

<OOC> Naphtali ponders his delimna.....

You say, "When last we left the Anti-angst cabal, you had just caught a little

R&R at a minor High Point, took the tutorial on the Windows wand, and learned

that you somehow got here before the kidnappers."

Naphtali pages, "Matt, David, Jason 'Ulf' and Tiff are goign to see AI.... I

hate to bail and leave you without quorem, though..... "

Naphtali has received your page: "Do what needs done, Naph. I can probably

run one night with only two PCs. I don't have any major wars planned for

tonight."

Hugon looks around the cabal. "We need to head to Alamor."

Naphtali pages, "Ok... Thanks. Sorry about this at the last minute (just

found out). I'll be back after the movie (its starts at 7 which puts me

back at 9:30 or 10."

<OOC> Hugon says, "(test>"

Naphtali has received your page: "That's okay."

<OOC> You say, "Here."

Enola Galen says, "I still think triangularating the signal would be the best

idea, then we can figure out where they're going to.""

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 3 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

Hugon says, "They're heading to the capital. That's where we need to be."

<OOC> Naphtali appologises and will be back in a bit... Friends I alsmot never

see are showing up for a movie... Be back around 9:30, 10. Sorry again,

guys. I'll just idle here and then I'll have the log and I'll have what I

need to catch up.

<OOC> Hugon says, "What time zone?"

<OOC> You say, "Have fun, Naph."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Ooh, human shield volunteer! Thanks."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Indiana It's 6 now."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Laters"

<OOC> Hugon says, "No, that's Zyka/Oct..."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "No human shield... walking heal-o-matic, but no human

shield."

<OOC> You say, "A suit of troll-skin armor, maybe?"

<OOC> Hugon would like to set up a Correspondence Shield for protection.

<Logout> Taetia has disconnected on Fri Jul

6 18:09:32 2001 EST

Taetia has disconnected.

You say, "Protection? I assume you mean a scrying ward?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yeah, that's what I mean."

<OOC> Naphtali waves and gives his Wiz luck to the other PCs.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Though I could weave in some matter and use it as

protection..."

The resolution of Taetia fades. With a hiss of static her disconnected body

implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

<OOC> Hugon says, "But yeah, scrying ward is what I'd like to do."

You say, "Dif 5, "

Hugon rolled 3d10: 2, 2, 1; totalling 5.

<OOC> Hugon says, "AHHH!"

You say, "DOH! 2 Scourge."

Enola Galen ( Ow )

Hugon sighs and looks at the others. "I just found out where they're heading."

<OOC> Hugon resolves to use WP a lot more often now...

Enola Galen says, "Do we know anything about who their kidnappers are?""

<OOC> You say, "btw, everyone. There's a new and improved command. Roll

Arete xdy. It's just like the roll command, except it also rolls a Scourge

die for you. When the Scourge die comes up a 1, it announces the Backlash to

the PC and the GM, and also resets your Scourge trait to 0. Neat, huh?"

Hugon says, "Only that they're travelling in a boat that looks like it should

be scrapped and used for firewood."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Ohh, nice. So, it's Roll Arete 3d10 if you have 3 Arete?"

Enola Galen says, "Do we know how many of them there are, then?""

<OOC> Hugon says, "Did I make that out?"

<OOC> You say, "Yes. Rahab added it. The big bonus for me is it even tells

me how much of a Backlash you get."

You say, "No. You have a rough idea that it isn't an army and it isn't fewer

than 4 people plus Iph."

Hugon says, "There aren't a lot of people, but aside from the princess, there

are at least four people there, maybe more."

<OOC> Hugon points to his familiar background and hopes that Eclipse has seen

the "Familiars can nullify Paradox" in the core book...

Enola Galen says, "Right. Do we have any idea where they're going to? I mean,

they can't intened to aimlessly run around the country with her, right? Who

are they taking her to?""

Enola Galen says, "Anyway, I'm ready to set off any time. Don't know about

everyone else.""

Hugon says, "Who, I don't know. Where, is the capital of Alamor."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Do I know the capital name from my travels?"

You say, "Actually, Familiars eat BACKLASH, not raw Scourge."

You say, "It is roughly 120 miles east and 24 miles south of your current

location."

Hugon says, "It's located a fair distance east and a short ways to out south."

You say, "You must cross the Black Peaks to get there."

Hugon says, "We'll have to go across the Black Peaks somehow."

Enola Galen says, "That doesn't sound nice.""

Hugon says, "Yes, but hopefully, we can have some help going through the Black

Peaks."

Enola Galen says, "Why do people have to give places sinister names? If you

call them the 'Black Peaks', of course you're going to get monsters and

bandits.""

Enola Galen says, "Now, if they were called the 'Happy Peaks' or 'Beautiful

Mountains', people would feel much happier about going there.""

You say, "That's where the Golgothans got their asses kicked in the Kobold

Wars so long ago. The Empire hasn't attempted to annex it since."

Hugon says, "Has anyone else ever been to the Black Peaks?"

Enola Galen says, "Nope. This is all new to me.""

You say, "Your mentor lives in the foothills of them, Hugon."

<OOC> Hugon nods. I take it I'd know how to get there fairly easily then.

<OOC> Hugon says, "To where Narayn is, that is."

You say, "Get there? Yes. Cross the Peaks? No."

Hugon says, "Well, let's set out then. I think we should stop at a friend of

mine's house first. Perhaps he'll be able to help us out a little bit."

Enola Galen says, "Sounds good.""

<OOC> You say, "Jeez! Those buggers get 8 dice on Stealth rolls! Sorry.

Where were we?"

You say, "I assume you're walking, right?"

Enola Galen ( Think so. )

Hugon looks about, makes sure things are tidy, whispers another thank you to

Barlik, and is ready to go.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Well, I could go ahead, but that might be a bad idea..."

<OOC> Hugon will probably roll 3 1's...

Hugon is talking about the various places he's travelled during his life,

explaining what the various lands are like, both in the Umbra and in the

'Real World'.

<OOC> You say, "Never split the party. It pisses off the GM..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "We're walking to Narayn's I believe."

You say, "The first day of your journey..."

Eclipse rolled 10d10: 3, 6, 7, 1, 8, 5, 2, 2, 1, 5; totalling 40.

You say, "...passes quietly until noon, when you spot a two-horse wagon coming

toward you from the other direction."

Enola Galen ( What size is it? Wint-sized? )

<OOC> Hugon says, "Can we see drivers? Is it a covered wagon?"

You say, "Around here, EVERYTHING is wint-sized. It's a covered wagon. The

driver appears to be alone."

Hugon moves to the side of the road to allow the wagon to pass.

You say, "Give me a Per + Alertness, dif 7."

Hugon rolled 6d10: 10, 8, 4, 8, 7, 9; totalling 46.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Wow..."

<OOC> You say, "The dice are just magic-a-phobic, I guess..."

<OOC> Hugon looks up at the dice lords. "Where were those during my Arete

Roll, huh?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "5 succ"

Enola Galen rolled 2d10: 9, 5; totalling 14.

Hugon has received your page: "This situation is odd. The driver is not a

wint. He's an Olmec. What's more, the entire front of the wagon is covered

in blood and claw marks. The driver's clothes look like a Wint tried to wear

them - torn and split at every seam. The driver himself seems utterly calm,

casually directing his horses."

Enola Galen ( check )

Enola Galen has received your page: "The driver is too small to be a wint."

<OOC> Hugon says, "How big are the claw marks?"

You say, "The wagon draws nearer. Enola, you can see more details. The

driver is not a wint. He's an Olmec. What's more, the entire front of the

wagon is covered in blood and claw marks that look like they were made by a

small bear. The driver's clothes look like a Wint tried to wear them - torn

and split at every seam. The driver himself seems utterly calm, casually

directing his horses."

<OOC> You say, "Your answer's in there somewhere, Hugon..."

Hugon watches, somewhat surprised.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yep, found it"

Enola Galen ( whispers) "Something's not right. He looks like he's been in a

fight." )

Hugon nods slightly. "Yes, it does. Maybe an animal attacked him, or someone

else we've dealt with." He whispers this.

Enola Galen says, "Should we introduce ourselves?""

Driver, "Excuse me, travellers. You aren't bandits, are you?" His voice is

deep and clear, but utterly calm.

Enola Galen says, "No, we're just ordinary travellers!""

Driver :smiles. "Good. Do you know if there is a stream nearby? I need to

wash."

<OOC> Hugon says, "There was a stream at the Node, yes?"

You say, "Yes."

Enola Galen says, "I'm not sure. I think we passed one a while back...?""

Hugon says, "Yes, there is a stream about a days walk that way. Hugon points

to where they came from."

Hugon says, "If I may ask, are you alright? It appears that you may have had

trouble yourself with some bandits."

Driver, "A few attacked me about two hours ago. You'd think they'd never even

heard of us the way they ran from me. People around here are too used to

spell-slingers doing all the killing." He spits the word 'spell-slinger'.

Driver, "Had I been hungry, I might have hunted them, culled their herd

somewhat."

Enola Galen says, "This seems like a good time to reaffirm that we're not

hostile.""

Hugon nods. "Yes, there are many ways to protect oneself, whether you posess

magic or not. These lands have not been friendly of late."

<OOC> Hugon says, "I hope that was OOC Enola..."

Driver, "Good," he laughs, "because I AM hungry, now. All olmecs are not

magicians, as they discovered. I don't travel alone because I am a fool. I

travel alone because I no longer require the protection a pack affords."

Enola Galen says, "You're a warrior, then?""

You say, "He barks a laugh."

Driver, "From the day I was born. Chosen by the moon of Correspondence to

fight the dark gods for Malakai no matter the distance from my home."

Hugon says, "Ahh. You've traveled a fair amount then, I imagine. Evil has

spread to many places in this time."

Hugon says, "Even the Island of Hospitalers isn't safe anymore."

Driver, "Yes. We are on the cusp of Entropy, too, so it is bound to grow

worse before it improves. Cursed Time has placed me weeks behind my prey.

How I shall bite his throat when I catch him, though! He left a dozen

soldiers guarding his empty bedroom. I was forced to retreat from his lair

or die in it, though it was a difficult choice."

Enola Galen says, "If you don't mind me asking, who is your enemy?""

You don't perceive a character by the name of "here. He has been using cubs

for his infernal magical experiments. _I_ will show him the heat of a Black

Flame, by the spirits!'" around here.

Driver, "That fool the people here call Emperor. He has been using cubs for

his infernal magical experiments. _I_ will show him the heat of a Black

Flame, by the spirits!"

Enola Galen says, "That's nice. Everyone should have a hobby.""

Hugon says, "The Emperor...we've had dealings with him, which I'm not exactly

eager to repeat."

You say, "His hackles rise slightly. 'Dealings? What kind of dealings?'"

Hugon says, "The type where he tries to kill us."

Enola Galen says, "His tourism policy needs some serious revisions. And his

urban planning, but that's another matter entirely.""

Driver, "One of the Weard's bureaucrats, then. Golgotha is as backwards a

civilization as any I've seen in my travels. The Emperor deprives his people

of freedom, and he seems intent upon turning sacred groves into ships. The

Druanae like it no more than we. They are a decent kind of wizard."

Enola Galen says, "Druanae? You've got them here too?""

Hugon nods. "It's a strange decision, I must say. Not at all logical or

ethical. I've met many different people and can't understand his actions

from what I've heard."

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 2 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

Driver, "A handful spread across the continent. They and the Spirit Wardens

are not creatures of the pack. Ask a Spirit Warden to talk to a Guardian,

and he'll merrily befriend the Umbrood, but ask him to speak to another

person? Pssh! He'll freeze up like the stone he sits on."

Driver, "His minions have neither fur or claw of me, nor will they, unless I

bury it in their flesh."

Hugon says, "Yes, Sharing the knowledge is important in keeping people from

being ignorant from what is going on. Speaking with Spirits has it's

advantages, but useless to anyone else unless shared with others.""

Hugon says, "Ahh. It's a definate advantage, and one that is not at all

pleasent to overcome if he holds it over you."

Eclipse rolled 6d10: 3, 6, 10, 1, 8, 8; totalling 36.

Eclipse rolled 6d10: 7, 10, 1, 6, 4, 8; totalling 36.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Why do I not like the looks of that..."

<OOC> You say, "Never you mind..."

You say, "There is a slight shuffling sound from inside the wagon."

Enola Galen says, "So, where are you going now?""

Driver, "Well, I'd best be moving on. I have a lot of ground to cover and a

sea voyage at the end. Good day to you, travellers, and may the moons shine

upon you."

Hugon casts a quick glance to Enola.

Driver, "I am bound for Landsend, for now. I might have to spill some blood

to learn my destination after that."

<OOC> Hugon wonders if he risks it...Let's see through the friggin' wagon and

see what's making the noise...

You say, "Be my guest. Cor 1? Dif 3, 2 suc."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Burns a WP..."

Hugon rolled 3d10: 8, 1, 5; totalling 14.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Thank you Will..."

Enola Galen says, "Well, good luck. We're looking for a princess ourselves.""

<OOC> Hugon says, "2 Succ w/WP Point"

You say, "There appear to be four or five large dogs and a huge wolfman

looking thing in the back."

Driver, "Ah, the classic quest."

Hugon says, "Oh, on the chance we meet these bandits, what did they look like?"

Driver, "A rowdy bunch of twenty. Wait. Make that five wints, armed with

bows and swords. Not much of a threat and complete cowards to boot. Show

them a bit of fur, and they'll leave you be."

Enola Galen says, "Thanks for the tip.""

Hugon nods. "Thanks for the warning. Best of luck to you."

Hugon seems somewhat startled by something, but is trying to remain calm.

You say, "The driver and his covered wagon continue along the road. There's a

bit of blood on the back of the wagon, as well, but a tarp covers any opening

in the cover."

Hugon watches the wagon for a moment, waiting for them to be out of earshot.

Enola Galen says, "Interesting man.""

<OOC> Hugon wonders what he would roll to recognize (if he can) what was in

that wagon...

You say, "Int + Lore, dif 7"

Hugon rolled 2d10: 5, 6; totalling 11.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Nope"

Hugon says, "Interesting man...remind me never to get on his bad side..."

You say, "So, I trust you continue along the road?"

Enola Galen ( Seems so. )

Enola Galen says, "But what did he mean, 'show them some fur?'""

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yep, but I'm definately a bit more on the lookout now."

Hugon says, "Well, I think it might have something to do with what was in his

wagon. Something I haven't seen before."

Hugon is whispering to the others.

Enola Galen says, "Oh?""

Hugon whispers, "Something...it looked a bit like a man, but also like a

wolf...curious, but I don't think I'd want to inquire about it. I heard

something moving around and wondered if the bandits were nearby."

Hugon whispers, "Sometime I'll have to speak with the spirits and see if they

know of such a being."

Hugon continues on.

<OOC> Hugon wonders if he gets his shield awakening roll yet.

You say, "The rest of the day passes quietly, and night begins to fall.

(tomorrow, Hugon, tomorrow)"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Okay."

Hugon looks about as night begins to fall to see where exactly they are.

You say, "It appears there was a battle here, or perhaps a pack of giant

wolves slaughtered a herd of cattle in the middle of the road. In any case,

there are no corpses to reveal what actually died in this place. To the

north is a small grove of trees that looks like it might provide shelter

against the weather and prying eyes. To the south is an empty field, though

you can't see a farmhouse in the dim twilight."

<OOC> Hugon says, "About how far are we away from our destination?"

You say, "You've traveled about 24 miles east-southeast today."

Hugon looks around. "Well, I guess we know where our friend messed up his

wagon."

You say, "That leaves 96 more miles, as the crow flies."

<OOC> Hugon says, "4 days of travel...gads, I need Corr 4..."

You say, "Rain clouds are sweeping in from the west."

<OOC> Hugon says, "We can't or can see the farmhouse (is somewhat confused

about the wording of the desc>?"

Enola Galen says, "I think we know where that battle with the bandits

was....they might still be here.""

<OOC> You say, "Can NOT see. Where there is a farm, there should be

buildings, but there aren't."

Hugon looks down at the blood. "Well, if it wasn't so mixed together, I'd say

we could take a look, but who knows what will happen with this mix."

Hugon says, "In any event, I don't like the looks of that storm. We need to

find some shelter."

<OOC> You say, "brb"

Enola Galen says, "I could put something together to protect against the

weather if it comes to that.""

You say, "b"

Enola Galen says, "What we really need are some horses.""

Hugon says, "And someone to teach those of us who aren't riders how to ride

the things."

You say, "Octavius has a horse, but the rest of the cabal doesn't."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Naphtali has a donkey..."

You say, "True."

<OOC> Hugon wonders when his familiar is coming back...

Hugon says, "I've rarely needed the services of a horse myself."

Enola Galen says, "If only I'd got round to building that great gasbag, it

would make things so much simpler....""

<OOC> Hugon says, "Could I make an Arete roll to determine if there is

anything in the area more complex than a standard animal? Corr + Life

effect?"

You say, "Your familiar has reached the Black Peaks, and is now on its way

back."

You say, "Sure. Cor 2, Life 1 would do it. Dif 4, 2 suc."

Hugon rolled 3d10: 9, 6, 9; totalling 24.

<OOC> Hugon says, "There we go"

<OOC> Hugon says, "3 Succ"

Hugon places his arm on his wristband for a moment, concentrating.

You say, "There are five humanoids in the grove to the north."

Hugon looks at the others, makes a quick motion to the north and whispers,

"Not that way."

<Login> Enola Galen has reconnected from

m122-mp1-cvx1c.lee.ntl.com on Fri Jul 6 19:53:25 2001 EST.

Hugon looks to the south (I didn't detect anything that way, did I?)

You say, "No."

Hugon says, ""Let's head south for a little bit and make camp there. This

isn't a suitable place, I believe.""

Enola Galen says, "Why not?""

You say, "The field looks like it was once used to grow wheat. The harvest

must have taken place a month ago or more, and now it is empty."

Hugon says, ""We're not alone. The north isn't exactly unoccupied.""

Hugon looks around. "Hmm, interesting."

Enola Galen says, "What?""

Hugon says, "This field. Looks like the harvest took place earlier."

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The room for the Mage: Epic Fantasy games.

Eclipse (offline) is sitting on the rocking chair. Hugon is sitting on the

comfortable couch. The lumpy sofa is invitingly empty. Rahab (idle) is

spectating from the Peanut Gallery.

You see Naphtali (idle, OOC) and Enola Galen (idle, OOC) here.

Obvious exits include Nexus (out, o).

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<OOC> Hugon says, "WB"

Enola Galen says, "So perhaps we should camp in the woods?""

Eclipse kicks his connection reset by peer message.

<OOC> Hugon hates that message.

<OOC> You say, "What did I miss? The last thing I saw was the "looks like the

field has just been harvested""

Hugon says, "No, not a good idea. Unless you'd like to see what was involved

in that blood spillage, that is."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Enola Galen says, "Oh right. I don't know much about

agriculture."""

<OOC> Hugon says, "Grrr..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Hugon--Of course, we're right out in the open, which is

hardly a good thing. We can't light a fire of any sorts or we'll attract

undo attention.""

You say, "The first drops of rain begin to fall, the icy cold drops sending

shivers down your spine."

<OOC> You say, "Thanks."

<OOC> Hugon decides to do a scan of the area with Corr to look for any type of

cover.

<OOC> You say, "Feel the burn of that lag..."

Enola Galen says, "Funny you should say that. I just happen to have such a

device, which should deflect light from our campsite.""

<OOC> Hugon smacks the lag beast. "Back Nessie, Back! In your cage!"

Hugon says, "Now, all we need is a place that isn't going to soak us if we can

avoid it."

You say, "dif 3, 2 suc"

Hugon rolled 3d10: 8, 6, 7; totalling 21.

<OOC> Hugon says, "3 succ"

You say, "There is a farmhouse and a barn about a mile to the east."

Hugon points to the east. "Ahh, here's the field, and that way is the

farmhouse."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Was that in my lifeform scan range earlier?"

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 2 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

You say, "I guess it would be. I didn't think about it at the time. There

are another 7 lifeforms in that area."

Hugon says, "Well, there are people in the farmhouse as well...what do you

think? Shall we go and see if they could put us up, maybe in the barn, for

the night?"

Enola Galen says, "Worth a try, I suppose.""

Hugon starts heading to the farmhouse.

Enola Galen says, "Do we have a backup plan in case they turn out to be loyal

Imperial subjects?""

Enola Galen smiles. "Paranoia, what an interesting new experience for me."

Hugon says, "I'll knock and see who is there. Stay out of sight until I find

out who we're dealing with. If they are, we'll find another option."

Enola Galen says, "Got it.""

<OOC> Hugon says, "Okay, heading to the farmhouse."

You say, "The trip is a wet and muddy walk, and you are thoroughly soaked by

the time you reach the farmhouse. It is a fairly large building."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Large for a farmhouse?"

You say, "A little large for a farmhouse, as though it were originally built

with more people in mind."

Hugon makes sure the others aren't in sight and knocks on the door.

Enola Galen stays out of sight.

You say, "You hear the scrape of a chair across a wooden floor, followed by

approaching footsteps. A wint man opens the door. He speaks to you in

Golgothan."

Farmer, "Good evening. You've picked a foul night to be out and about. Have

you eaten?"

You say, "It is almost as though he has been expecting you..."

Hugon shakes his head. "No, I'm afraid the bandits are out and about, and

though I've yet to cross them, I've yet to eat. There was a battle nearby it

appears. A foul night. I expect it would put the Emperor in a foul mood

himself."

You say, "Inside, you can see a large dining table with 13 chairs. Six of

them are occupied by a woman, three young men, a young woman, and two girls."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Wints?"

You say, "Yes."

Hugon says, "Though I've traveled a fair bit, I still don't care for this type

of weather."

Farmer, "Yes, bandits prowl the road near here. They avoid the farms, though.

We have nothing worth stealing except food, and that is not the kind of

treasure they value. Come in, come in. Your friends, also. All are welcome

in this place, if they be of a good heart."

Eclipse [to Hugon]: Give me a Per + Awareness, dif 6.

Hugon rolled 5d10: 9, 2, 10, 4, 6; totalling 31.

<OOC> Hugon says, "3 succ"

Enola Galen rolled 2d10: 6, 10; totalling 16.

You say, "There is definitely something odd about this place and the people in

it. The meal seems too large for the people here, as though they expected

company..."

Hugon nods and motions to the rest of the cabal. "Thank you, kind sir. If I

may ask, it does appear you knew of our coming. I mean not to sound rude,

but it is somewhat surprising."

Enola Galen comes out into view. "Thanks. Foul weather coming."

Farmer, "My wife, Rahab, has a knack for guessing when we will have visitors.

I don't know how she does it."

Enola Galen says, "Get a lot of travellers along this way, do you?""

Hugon nods. "Women's intuition, I imagine."

Farmer, "We get our fair share, being this close to the road. But come. Sit.

Eat. And perhaps my children will entertain you with a song or tale or two.

The night is just as long as day, no?

You say, "Per + Awareness, dif 8. No botch."

Enola Galen says, "Sounds great. Shall we go in?""

Enola Galen rolled 2d10: 2, 5; totalling 7.

Hugon rolled 5d10: 8, 5, 10, 8, 7; totalling 38.

<OOC> Hugon says, "3 succ..."

Enola Galen says, "Nice to meet someone who's happy to see us at last.""

Eclipse [to Hugon]: You have the distinct impression that the farmer is bigger

than he really is. One of the sons looks like he has hooves instead of feet.

And the mother is even paler than most wints.

<OOC> Hugon says, "...hooves..."

Enola Galen ( First werewolves, now demons. )

Rahab, "Good evening and welcome." Her voice comes out as a whisper, and she

seems to be talking to the elves more than to the others.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Elves? I thought they were Wints?"

<OOC> You say, "Don't give me any ideas..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Oh, in the party..."

You say, "They are wints, but they seem particularly interested in the elves

in your group."

Hugon slowly enters, looking around.

Hugon says, "Good evening, miss. It appears that you were expecting us."

Enola Galen walks in, and looks round.

You say, "The entire family looks...odd. They appear to get along too well.

They sing too much. They have too much food. They don't quite share the

same appearances the way a family normally does."

<OOC> Hugon debates the whole peaking in the Umbra trick...

Rahab, "Yes. I noticed you walking our way just before sunset. I had a sense

you would want some shelter from the rain." Her voice is still a whisper.

Hugon thinks, "Barlik, if you're still watching over us, give us a sign about

this place."

Enola Galen says, "I'm honoured to meet you all. Good thing you showed up when

you did. It was either this or a damp, bandit-infested wilderness.""

You say, "The sound of a lightning strike tears through the air from outside,

but the candles on the table do not even flicker."

Hugon mentally debates if that's a good of bad sign (unless he would

instictively know).

<OOC> Hugon says, "(Or even a sign at all)"

<OOC> You say, "It's called 'your GM is evil'"

<OOC> Hugon didn't need a sign for that. @#;+)

Hugon nods. "Yes, I'd hate to have to spend a lot of time out in that storm."

You say, "One of the roasts suddenly springs legs and jumps out the window.

The two girls giggle."

Enola Galen says, "What the--""

You say, "The youngest boy says, 'Amber. No. We have guests. We mustn't

upset them!'"

Hugon blinks and looks up. "No harm done. Just a bit surprising, I must say.

I do hope that doesn't ruin dinner."

Farmer, "Forgive my daughter. She enjoys her mischief too much, I fear. I

promise the other food is quite unable to move of its own accord." He smiles.

Hugon nods. "So, roast it is for dinner? I do hope we're not intruding."

Enola Galen says, "I knew someone who used to do that with plants.""

You say, "The farmer gives you an odd look, as though he expected more of a

reaction than this."

Farmer, "Please sit," he says in a singsong voice."

Hugon says, "I've traveled a fair bit. I've seen some strange things in my

life, as young as it may be."

<OOC> You say, "Burn WP or obey."

Hugon opts to sit down.

Enola Galen sits down.

You say, "The other members of the cabal also sit."

Enola Galen ( Keeping an eye out for any chainsaws anyone might have left

lying around. )

Farmer, "Eat and drink," he fairly sings. "Then we shall begin with the

tale-telling and the song-singing."

<OOC> You say, "WP or obey."

<OOC> Hugon wonders if he'd need to burn WP to first check and see if the

food/drink is at all poisonous.

Enola Galen ( Tucking in. )

You say, "Yep."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Burn a WP first and then to check it."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Diff?"

You say, "You are, by the way, perfectly aware that you are being compelled..."

<OOC> Hugon figured as much.

You say, "3, 2 suc"

Hugon rolled 3d10: 1, 10, 6; totalling 17.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Well, 1 suc."

<OOC> You say, "You're using the 'roll arete' command, aren't you?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yep, that's what's in my history box."

You say, "The food isn't poisoned, but it is magicked somehow..."

Hugon glances at the food for a moment. "Looks excellent."

Eclipse [to Hugon]: "Roll me a Per + Alertness, dif 6.

Hugon rolled 6d10: 2, 6, 7, 4, 1, 8; totalling 28.

<OOC> Hugon says, "2"

You say, "Rahab frowns when you hesitate."

You say, "The food is delicious, seemingly too good to be mortal fare.

Perhaps, you wonder, these people stole the meal from the gods."

Hugon looks to see what is available, and decides to sample some.

You say, "Three roasts left (lamb, pork, and beef), mashed and baked potatoes,

fruits and vegetables of every possible description, fresh hot breads,

cheeses, milk, you name it."

Hugon goes for some beef, mashed potatoes, and milk.'

You say, "Beer and wine and fruit juice and whiskey and vodka and...you get

the idea..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Gotcha."

You say, "The meal is almost ritualized by the family. When everyone has

eaten their fill, the farmers beckon you into the living room, where a warm

fire crackles in the hearth."

Hugon follows the family, looking around.

Enola Galen says, "Mmmm, just like mother used to make.""

Farmer, "Now, you must join us for song-singing, tale-telling, and dancing."

Enola Galen says, "No thanks. I'm full up. And besides, I'm not that good at

any of the above.""

Hugon nods. "I shall do my best, though I'll admit my voice isn't that of a

professional vocalist."

Rahab, "We insist." There is a note of intensity on her face, daring you to

refuse. Tell us one good tale or sing us one good song or give us a good

riddle or a new dance, and each of you will have repaid our hospitality. You

wouldn't take advantage of our kindness and generosity, would you?"

<OOC> You say, "Should be another quote mark before 'Tell'..."

Enola Galen says, "Maybe someone else should go first while I try to think of

something.""

You say, "Everyone roll me a Per + Lore, dif 7."

<OOC> Hugon says, "What type of lore (spirit?)"

<OOC> You say, "Not spirit lore, but I'll let you use it for general knowledge

like this..."

Hugon rolled 6d10: 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 4; totalling 44.

<OOC> Hugon says, "5 Succ"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Err, 4, I can't count."

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

Hugon has received your page: "Care to take an ooc guess about what's going on

here?"

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 3 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

Enola Galen rolled 5d10: 3, 6, 3, 6, 5; totalling 23.

Enola Galen ( nope )

Hugon pages, "Well, it sounds like an enchantment of some sorts, definately

supernatural. Hooves, paleness, I'm thinking it can't be a good thing OOC.

What exactly, I'm not sure. Of course, I could be completely wrong. Satyrs

don't exist here, do they? Centaurs?"

<OOC> You say, "Okay."

Hugon pages, "Anything else I say would give you ideas though, so...@#;+) "

Hugon pages, "Wait...a moot?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "<check>"

Hugon has received your page: "Your character recognizes that you have fallen

in with a group of Fae. They are a bit unpredictable. You might wake up

tomorrow feeling better than you have in years, or you might end up waking up

on the other side of the world. It might be wise to appease them..."

Hugon pages, "I knew I should have gone with the first instinct..."

Hugon has received your page: "I thought I made it pretty obvious..."

Hugon nods. "We will certainly join you. Our friend here," Hugon points to

Naphtali, "is quite an excellent musician."

Hugon pages, "Yeah, now that I think about it. Changeling is one WW game I

have zero experience with though."

Hugon pages, "Thus, it doesn't spring to mind quickly."

Farmer, "Excellent. We shall let him begin the festivities, then."

Eclipse rolled 7d10: 1, 9, 6, 3, 3, 9, 10; totalling 41.

You say, "Naphtali plays a ballad on his flute, and the family hums along,

swaying to the music as though the Epagan were one of their own kind.""

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Sorry about this, but I'll have to leave in half an

hour's time."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Would athletics work for dancing?"

You say, "The farmer (whose name is Blay) agrees to go next. He tells a tale

of a knight rescuing a damsel from a dragon. The dragon turns out to be the

damsel's husband who was transformed by an evil witch, however, and the woman

kills herself when her beloved's ichor runs out on the ground.""

You say, "No. As different as jumping jacks and pirrouettes (which I clearly

can't spell any more than I can do them...)."

<Login> Taetia has connected from ppp-67.icehouse.net

on Fri Jul 6 21:20:09 2001 EST.

Taetia has arrived.

Taetia sits down on the comfortable couch.

Taetia lies back on the comfortable couch.

You say, "The eldest son (Richard) pulls out a set of pan pipes and begins to

play a jig, to which Rahab and Blay dance energetically."

<OOC> You say, "Burn WP or join in the dance..."

Enola Galen ( doing so )

<OOC> Hugon says, "Gotta join..."

Enola Galen says, "I'll wait this out. I'm a terrible dancer.""

Hugon stands up and partakes in the dance...

You say, "Lisa (the young woman) takes Hugon's hands and proceeds to test his

stamina in the living room. The rest of the family joins in."

Eclipse [to enolar]: Roll me a Per + Alertness, dif 6

Enola Galen stays seated, looking a bit awkard.

Enola Galen rolled 2d10: 2, 1; totalling 3.

Enola Galen ( nope )

<OOC> Hugon winces in pain.

<OOC> You say, "Not your highest stat, is it?"

Eclipse [to Enola Galen]: The family seems to ignore you.

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Indeed not."

Eclipse [to Hugon]: Roll me a Sta + Dancing, dif 6

<OOC> Hugon welcomes Taetia back.

Hugon rolled 3d10: 5, 6, 1; totalling 12.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Ahh, 0..."

<OOC> Hugon takes out his hammer and beats that 1 into submission.

<OOC> Taetia says, "Howdy ho."

Eclipse [to Hugon]: Lisa wears you out in minutes, but you can't stop dancing.

Your legs feel like they are going to fall off at any moment, and your heart

and lungs are struggling from the effort. (soak B6)

<OOC> Hugon points to the Mojo Leech. "See, as soon as he returns, my good

Mojo goes away..."

Hugon rolled 3d10: 3, 10, 8; totalling 21.

<OOC> Hugon says, "2 succ (I think, stamina, right?)"

<OOC> You say, "Yep."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Hey.. I didn't touch your mojo.. Just taking mine back"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Soak 2 then"

<OOC> Taetia says, "Btw, I'm to happy to not interrupt with this.. I just

picked up Masters of the Art and I.. Want.. Arch-Spheres!"

You say, "Lisa dances you out of the room and up a flight of stairs. Even

when Richard stops playing, you keep hearing the music and you keep dancing."

Eclipse [to Enola Galen]: "The rest of the family turns their attention to you.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Memo to self: Sink xp into dancing..."

Blay, "Now then. You promised us a tale. Give it to us."

Eclipse [to Enola Galen]: The entire family sits back and watches you

expectantly.

Enola Galen pages, "Can I think of anything off the top of my head?"

Enola Galen says, "Well, er....let me see...""

Enola Galen has received your page: "Think something up off the top of your

(ooc) head, and write a brief synopsis (characters, plot, conclusion, moral)."

Enola Galen says, "Oh yes.""

Hugon has received your page: "Lisa eventually exhausts you completely,

rendering you nearly unconscious with exhaustion. She leads you to a large

bed with silk sheets and lays you down. The room is suddenly filled with the

scent of flowers."

(remotely) Hugon lays there exausted.

Hugon has received your page: "Lisa begins pulling wildflowers out of thin air

and weaves them into your hair. 'You and your friends are on an important

quest, one that will result in the death of thousands of innocent people you

have never met.'"

<Login> Enola Galen has reconnected from

m3-mp1-cvx1c.lee.ntl.com on Fri Jul 6 21:36:46 2001 EST.

<OOC> You say, "I'm an evil GM. Sorry. <snicker>"

Enola Galen ( Sorry, what did I miss? )

(remotely) Hugon watches her. "We are doing what we can do to prevent that.

You know of the kidnapping then."

<OOC> You say, "Not much. I'm paging Hugon while I wait for you to weave a

tale fit for the faerie folk...er...farmers..."

Hugon has received your page: "She nods. 'Because of your courage and

resourcefulness, thousands will die who would not if not for your quest.

Because of you, the world as you know it will come to an end. While you

chase shadows, the light will vanish.'"

Enola Galen tells a story of a the first ever pair of World-Shrinkers (an

Artificer convention) who set off to dicover strange and mystical new lands,

only to accidentally travel into the starts themselves, where they're still

looking for a way down. Whenever you see a shooting star, that's them trying

to get home.

Enola Galen says, "Of course, they probably just got eaten by a sea monster in

real life, but everyone needs a legend to live up to. The End, i guess.""

(remotely) Hugon looks at her somewhat confused, but attentively. "Shadows?

Has not the princess been abducted by the one who would like the world molded

in that way, with thousands wiped away?"

Eclipse [to Enola Galen]: "Now, roll me a Int + Performance, dif 6 (which is

better than the 8 Naph had to overcome. Better ooc performance equals easier

ic performance...).

Enola Galen rolled 5d10: 3, 2, 3, 3, 5; totalling 16.

Enola Galen ( dang )

<OOC> Hugon sighs.

<OOC> Taetia says, "Mmm.. Mojo.."

Hugon has received your page: "'Yes, but if you thwart him, it will help his

cause.'"

<OOC> Hugon picks up his Mojo-protecting suit and slips it on.

Eclipse [to Enola Galen]: "Well, you managed to bore yourself to sleep,

somehow. Maybe it was the food, but your eyelids cannot seem to stay open.

Just before you fall into a complete drowse, Richard picks you up, carries

you up a flight of stairs, and sets you down on a soft bed. Your last waking

memory is the sensation of his lips pressed against yours.

Richard, "Rest, mindsmith..."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Funky monkey elf sex.."

(remotely) Hugon thinks for a moment. He wasn't exactly informed of a lot of

the circumstances regarding her disappearance. "The princess is either more

resourceful than we thought, or she has others aiding her. Thus, we must

seek the root of the trouble and not slice away at the shadows."

<OOC> Eclipse can't wait until people get to read the log of Lisa's

conversation with Hugon...

Hugon pages, "Thus, the place we should be the place we just left, or the area

we are leaving."

Hugon pages, "(insets an "is" between "be" and "then place we">"

Hugon pages, "<inseRts and "r" in "insets" as well...>"

Hugon pages, "Bah, you know what I mean..."

Hugon has received your page: "She whispers in your ear, 'When night falls,

the shadows always defeat the light. Only the nine homefires can illuminate

the darkness. But if they are extinguished, the sun will die forever.'"

Hugon has received your page: "Your drowsiness is overwhelming, now. She

whispers in your ear, 'Sleep now, Spirit Warden. You have a long journey

ahead.'"

Hugon has received your page: "Your last waking memory is the sensation of her

lips pressed against yours."

<OOC> You say, "Okay. We're all caught up now."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Hmm.. Life 8/spirit 9/Prime 5 and an archimage could make

his own shifters.."

You say, "You wake up feeling refreshed despite the fact that you have been

sleeping in a muddy field during a long rainstorm all night. (+2 WP)"

<OOC> You say, "I need to get my hands on that book, especially with all the

powerful mages roaming around Malakai..."

<OOC> Hugon wonders if he's bashing has healed.

<OOC> Hugon says, "his..."

Enola Galen rolls over, and casts her arm over a broken branch. She looks up,

blinks and then suddenly sits up.

You say, "Yes, Hugon."

Enola Galen says, "What the hell?""

<OOC> Hugon slowly stretches as he sits up, looking around the room with a new

glint of determination in his eyes.

<OOC> Hugon did that IC...

Hugon slowly stretches as he sits up, looking around the room with a new glint

of determination in his eyes.

You say, "Um... There is no room. You're lying in an open field on a cold and

rainy day..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "This is what happens when you @setup..."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Determination to do what?"

Hugon looks around. "Well, that was interesting."

Hugon stands up.

Enola Galen says, "That's one word for it....oh no, I just realised!""

Hugon looks at Enola. "What?"

Enola Galen says, "Argh, I'm so stupid! Should have seen through it! Fae! The

fae.""

Hugon nods. "Yes, that's who they were, and they were quite helpful, I must

say. Even if their dancing tired you out completely."

Enola Galen says, "Used to share a forest with them. They pulled this sort of

stunt on travellers all the time.""

Enola Galen says, "I didn't dance...oh no.""

Hugon says, "I believe they forgave those of us who lack artistic talent, as

we gave them our best effort. However, we've been going about things

completely wrong."

Enola Galen says, "What do you mean?" She seems to be trying to recall

something."

<OOC> You say, "Well, I've given everyone something to analyze to death for

the next few weeks..."

Hugon says, "The princess. If we do manage to 'rescue' her, we'll cause the

deaths of thousands. We've been chasing shadows, as Lisa told me."

<OOC> Eclipse laughs maniacally. "Oh it is SO much more fun than that..."

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Taetia 42m 10m IC PC

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Enola Galen says, "You mean we're not supposed to be going after her? I'm

confused.""

Hugon says, "You remember the man driving the wagon? He has the right basic

idea. Go for the root."

Enola Galen says, "But what is the root?""

Hugon says, "I don't understand it completely, but it makes sense. I do wish

I had a clearer idea of the why and hows of it all, but attempting to save

the princess will be a waste."

Hugon says, "I believe it's the Emperor."

Enola Galen says, "I think she'd disagree with you on that.""

<OOC> You say, "I've read far too many fairy tales and folk stories for my own

good, I think..."

Hugon says, "I can't explain it, but the Fae don't appear for nothing. She

said something...something about the nine homefires."

Hugon says, "They illuminate the darkness, but if extinguished, the sun will

die."

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 2 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

Enola Galen says, "Don't read too much into it, or credit them with too much

logic. She might have just been fooling with your mind.""

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "What does Naphtali make of this? Him and his Fae

Blood merit?"

Taetia has received your page: "This might very well change the course of the

entire game. There's more than one way to write a riddle..."

Taetia pages, "Bwahahaha.. I regret I wasn't around to see what all happened..

<goes back to twitching and drooling over Masters of the Art>"

You say, "Naphtali doesn't remember much more of the evening's festivities

than Enola, but he wakes up with a shit-eating grin on his face and flowers

in his hair."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "I get the feeling someone's going to be sorry they

missed the session."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Yeah, it's a shame he missed out on the derranged

blasphemous sex."

<OOC> You say, "Yeah, that's kind of the point..."

<OOC> Rahab says, "We're back...."

Hugon paces a little bit. "When my mentor first told me of what happened in

Gogotha, I connected that and the princess together. He doesn't think

they're related, but that was my first instinct. And here she's heading this

way, or at least onto the continent. In a small boat, they can't stay at sea

long. Something may have happened, but the Fae confirmed that, at least to

my logic, that my instinct was correct. The heart of the problem lies here

and not with the princess."

<OOC> Rahab says, "Naph'll be in in a few."

<OOC> You say, "What derranged blasphemous sex? I don't remember any

deranged, blasphemous sex..."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "And if there was some, he wants to know why he wasn't

invited, damnit!"

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Is deranged blasphemous sex better or worse than

freaky cat noises?"

Hugon says, "Yet, the princess beckoned for us to hurry...something is wrong

somewhere..."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Eh, about the same."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Actually, define 'better' and 'worse'?"

<OOC> You say, "Look, nothing that happened last night was blasphemous.

Deranged, maybe, but they ARE Fae..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Argh, talk about tearing apart a character..."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Ok, so wild freaky circus sex instead of derranged

blasphemous sex?"

<OOC> Taetia says, "That ok?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "No sex in my room (I think...>."

Taetia has received your page: "If they only knew how many things were

wrong..."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Yet. So long as the Spock-Kirk motif doesn't

resurface, I'm not complaining, though."

<OOC> You say, "There weren't any clowns involved, and I don't think I'd call

it freaky. Deranged, yes, but not 'freaky' exactly."

<OOC> Naphtali has to help take out the garbage and then will be right back.

<OOC> Taetia says, "Am I the only one who caught onto the subtle homoerotic

overtones in the original Star Trek?"

<OOC> You say, "No."

<OOC> Naphtali has to help take out the garbage and then will be right back.

<OOC> Naphtali dohs at his kb and is back...

<OOC> You say, "Naph, you might be interested in knowing you were seduced by a

13-year-old Pooka last night. The others will fill you in on the rest of the

details..."

<OOC> Taetia says, "Mmm.. Derranged..."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Cool. As long as she was willing."

Hugon is still pacing, talking a bit. "She called me 'Spirit Warden'.

Something has happened, somewhere, that's changed things.

Eclipse [to Naphtali]: "You're the only one in the group who remembers

anything that happened for most of the night (Fae Blood).

<OOC> Naphtali says, "And what is it that I rremember (other than things along

the line of "oh yes oh yes oh yes" and "More more , god don't stop""

Eclipse [to Naphtali]: You can also regain 3WP.

Naphtali [to Eclipse]: OOC I'm at full WP.

<OOC> Taetia says, "Maybe a morale bonus.."

Naphtali has received your page: "You remember the farmhouse disappearing, and

you remember the seven Fae returning to the Dreaming just before dawn. More

than the rest of the cabal remembers..."

Enola Galen says, "The name I got was 'mindsmith' Right before...anyway,

that's not important. Where do we go from here, then?""

Naphtali pages, "Famrhosue?"

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Where are we now so I know how to come into the

conversation."

Hugon chews his lips. "Remember the driver of the wagon?"

Naphtali has received your page: "Read the log and it will make more sense.

Amber called you 'Harmonizer', btw."

Enola Galen says, "He of the wolves and wolf-man-beast thing? Yes, what of

him?""

<OOC> Hugon says, "We woke up in a pile of mud in a rain shower where the big

farmhouse was last night, still quite refreshed."

Hugon says, "Remember who he was looking for?"

<OOC> You say, "Naph, you gave an impressive performance last night. On the

flute, I mean."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Right...."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "How long ago was the wagon bit... Just so I know where

to look in the logs."

<OOC> You say, "Near the beginning of the session."

<OOC> Hugon looks waaaaaay back there.

<OOC> Hugon says, "<check>"

<OOC> You say, "I hear you, Hugon."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Ok... Just trying to figure out how to come back into

reality and enter the conversation."

Naphtali look up from a book he had from his donkey. A random one with some

hereticcal ideas connecting Fae with the gods or something like that.

Naphtali says, "And I was called 'Harmonizer'"

Hugon looks over at Naphtali. "Anything on Nine Homefires in there?"

<OOC> Naphtali has no idea, looks to the ST.

Enola Galen is deep in thought, trying to remember how changelings come to be.

Eclipse [to Naphtali]: No. She did say that you would have to kill an Epagan

to save yourself, though.

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Save ourselves? From anything in particular, or just

'to save ourselves'"

<OOC> You say, "Actually, they aren't really changelings in the traditional

sense. Fae sometimes take on flesh to interact with mortals outside of the

Dreaming and the Chaos Pockets."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "How they come to be in the sense of how they

reproduce."

Eclipse [to Naphtali]: 'You will have to kill an Epagan to save yourselves,'

was all she told you while she was putting the flowers in your hair.

You say, "Roll me an Int + Lore (Fae only), dif 6"

Naphtali shakes his head slowly. "No.... Nothing...." He looks troubled.

<OOC> You say, "That was to Enola, btw."

Enola Galen rolled 5d10: 3, 8, 6, 7, 4; totalling 28.

Enola Galen ( 3 )

<OOC> Hugon says, "Just Enola, or all?"

You say, "If the rest of you want to ponder that question, feel free to make a

check."

<OOC> Hugon doesn't bother.

<OOC> Hugon is too torn as it is.

Naphtali rolled 3d10: 4, 5, 9; totalling 18.

Naphtali ( 2 )

Naphtali ( err, 1 )

<OOC> Taetia says, "Nite folks.. Must sleep now.."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Night T."

<Logout> Taetia has disconnected on Fri Jul

6 22:37:51 2001 EST

Taetia has disconnected.

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Goodbye."

The resolution of Taetia fades. With a hiss of static her disconnected body

implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

Enola Galen has received your page: "Little is understood about Fae

reproduction. Some scholars claim that the Fae steal children from mortals,

transforming them into new Fae in the Dreaming. Others believe that they

steal the souls of dreamers, killing the body but fashioning the mortal souls

into Fae 'bodies'. A few claim that the Fae take mortal lovers, for that is

the only way they can reproduce. Some say that the Fae come into existence

by means of spontaneous generation, humanoid bubbles of raw Chaos."

Naphtali has received your page: "There are a hundred theories on the subject,

but no evidence has ever been produced to support any of them. There are a

many tales of Fae impregnating mortal women, only to steal the baby shortly

after it is born, but it is difficult to be certain of their authenticity."

<OOC> You say, "I've finished paging..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "*nod*"

Enola Galen sighs.

Naphtali sits silently staring, not looking at anything.

<OOC> You say, "Never go to a Fae for a straight answer, or to a GM, for that

matter..."

Hugon chews his lip a little bit as he paces about, debating.

Hugon says, ""We can't stay here. That much is certain.""

Enola Galen says, "Right. Of course not.""

Naphtali shakes his head, bringing himself back. "No.... But what do we do?"

Hugon bows his head. "My instinct tells me that the threat lies with the

Emperor. Logic seems to disagree with me. But, it seems little on this trip

has conformed to logic."

<OOC> You say, "Welcome to Malakai!"

Enola Galen says, "I can certainly confirm that.""

Naphtali stands up slowly, putting his book away. "Why, then, was the

princess captured?" (OOC Or have I just not found that section of the log

yet?)

Hugon says, "I'm inclined to believe the Fae and try to determine what can be

done about the events here."

<OOC> Hugon says, "No, you didn't miss anything there."

Enola Galen says, "I assumed you knew that.""

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Just so I don't spend 20 minutes looking for them, which

events? (Besides the Fae showing up)"

Naphtali shakse his head. (ooc Unless I do knwo that and the player has just

forgotten) "No, I've only been trying to get her back."

Hugon says, "I don't know, Naphtali. I wish I could tell you. Perhaps it's

our duty, even destiny, to be here. Perhaps by ignoring that, we as good as

kill thousands here. I cannot answer your question, Naphtali, though I hope

we can find out the answer soon."

Hugon says, "That is to say, by ignoring the Fae, we doom thousands."

You say, "It might be because Iph is the daughter of Argos Guiltbearer."

Naphtali takes a deep breath. "Then what is the problem that we have to try

to solve? The stange xenophobia here?"

Hugon nods. "Well, it seems to be so. It's not common, I imagine, and if you

want to kill of thousands, that's one way to do it."

Hugon says, "How, that's another question."

Naphtali says, "So that is what we have to try to quash, the xenophobia, the

hatred?"

Hugon slowly nods. "I see no other way."

Enola Galen says, "Hold on just one second. First, what are you going to do to

accomplish this? Secondly, this was not what I signed on for.""

Eclipse [to Hugon]: "You might be interested to learn that your owl is back.

It does not look as though it has flown 240 miles, and is as fresh and

energetic as you are..."

Naphtali turns to Enola. "But will you help, if it would stop the deaths of

thousands?"

Hugon watches his owl return and asks it what it has learned.

Enola Galen says, "I guess so. But what do thousands pay?""

Hugon has received your page: "Learned? Stay clear of Faerie food! Chasing

that roast was fun, though."

Hugon pages, ""Did you reach my mentor?""

Hugon has received your page: "That is a STRANGE response, Hugon, since your

owl wasn't there last night... 'Reach your mentor? I've been with you the

whole time.'"

Hugon scratches his head in the utmost confusion.

Naphtali sighs. "Probably nothing. We might die without a single person

knowing what we are trying to do, but if we succeed, if that happens, we stop

the deaths of thousands. Riches cannot be compared to even one life."

<OOC> You say, "Well, I think this is officially the most confusing session

I've run in either group so far. Fun, huh?"

Enola Galen says, "Look, when I joined you, it was simple. Save the princess,

get the gold, save my inheritance.""

<OOC> Hugon says, "Fun yes. Confusing, yes. IC Frustrating, yes. I think

Hugon's even more confused than when he started out."

Enola Galen says, "But I can't save thousands. What the hell do I know about

saving thousands? I'm not a full Artificer. I'm not even much of an elf. I

can't do this.""

Naphtali says, "Does it matter to you that people, like you and me, will die?

I don't know how we're going to do it, but damnit I'm going to try. I'm not

going to let a single person die, even if it costs me everything."

Naphtali says, "Yes you can. All it takes the effort."

Hugon looks at everyone. "Listen, I don't know why, and I don't know how, but

I do know something has to be done. I've traveled a lot, and instinct almost

always proves to be right. I could be wrong. I admit that, but if I am

right, then we've probably done a lot more good by not directly helping the

Emperor."

Hugon pages, "Been with me? You're sure?"

<OOC> Hugon wonders what the heck his his character upside the head and made

him so confused.

Hugon has received your page: "'Of course. Where else would I be?'"

<OOC> You say, "Fae will do that to a person..."

Hugon pages, "...Of course. I'm sorry, things just have been a bit strange

lately. Maybe I'm just imagining things."

Enola Galen says, "Oh, I just want some time to think this over! Things were

so much simpler yesterday. Why did they have to become so damn complex? Why

didn't we just stay away from that house? Then things would still be simpler,

and I wouldn't have....oh....""

Enola Galen stops talking, and just shakes her head in confusion.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Travel Rule #35...never stay at a stranger's farmhouse."

Hugon has received your page: "You aren't getting sick on me, are you Spirit

Warden? You shouldn't have been sleeping in the rain in the first place."

Hugon goes completely still.

Enola Galen says, "I'm just confused I guess....sorry, I'm not turning out to

be much of a hero, am I?""

Hugon pages, "Spirit Warden...how often have you refered to me as that?"

Naphtali smiles to Enola, offering a hug. "I don't mean to berate you, I'm

sorry."

Enola Galen accepts. "How do you do it?"

Enola Galen says, "Be so calm, I mean?""

Hugon has received your page: "The owl stammers. 'Spirit who? What are you

talking about, Hugon?'"

Naphtali shrugs slowly. "I don't know.... It's a gift I've found and I

treasure. I just wish I could show others sometimes."

Hugon pages, "...Nothing. I must have some water in my ears, that's all."

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience

slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 2 seconds, the world is

saved once more.

Hugon seems to come out of his trance. "Harmonizer...it fits you, you know."

Hugon has received your page: "Are you sure you're feeling alright. You don't

have a fever, do you? I wouldn't want you mistaking me for a chamber pot

again..."

Naphtali smiles, almost blushing. "Thank you. Now, what are we going to do?"

Enola Galen says, "This is the bit that always gets left out.""

Hugon pages, "I'm sure...I'll be fine."

Hugon says, "We go west and find that man who drove the wagon. That's what I

think we should do, at least."

Enola Galen says, "The heroes rode off and saved the world. Sure, but never

mind the time the heroes spent sitting around in a field, trying to figure

out where to go.""

Enola Galen pages, "Where did he say he was going?"

Hugon says, "For now, we're too few. We'll need help. I think that's a good

person to have as an ally."

Enola Galen has received your page: "Landsend - the port city you got chased

out of."

Hugon pages, "Oh, by the way, I'm sorry about the chamber pot mistake. That

was in the cave, wasn't it?"

Naphtali frowns. "So we just leave the princess in the hands of those who

took her?"

Enola Galen says, "He said he was going to Landsend. The place where we got

our oh-so-friendly reception.""

<OOC> Naphtali says, "And besides, he was probably just a random encounter.

(uses his phantom dot of metagaming)"

Hugon says, "For now. If our paths cross, which they probably will, we'll

hopefully find the answer to that mystery."

<OOC> Hugon loves using Random Encounters though...they're so much fun.

Hugon has received your page: "'The cave? You did that years ago. You're

SURE it's not about to happen again?..."

Naphtali frowns, his face lost in thought.

Hugon pages, "(ooc> Years ago, do I have any idea what the owl is talking

about?"

<OOC> You say, "They're ALL random encounters, if you think about it..."

<OOC> Hugon thinks people are going to have fun looking at his pages...

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "The Werewolf Wagon and the Fae House of Deranged

Blasphemous Sec being two of them?"

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Yeah, but I'm just used to you, Z, ranting to me at the

Union while you were working about how your party spent 3 sessions chasing a

random encounter."

Hugon has received your page: "If you were halucinating half as much as he

claims, you might not remember the incident. You have a strange sense that

he HAS mentioned the incident before, but the memory feels...fake...somehow...

"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Uh-oh..."

Naphtali murmers something, too quite to really catch.

<OOC> Eclipse giggles madly. "I love my job!"

Hugon pages, "I'm sure. I guess we should find a warm inn and get a proper

night's rest this evening."

<OOC> Naphtali has had the luck of not being in a camapign of his before, so I

got to hear about all his evil plans and how his party was screwing up so

badly or throwing him for a loop.

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Us?"

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Not this party, he's good about not letting players in a

group know his plans."

Hugon says, "I know it's hard, Naphtali, and I know things are working out

rather strangely. I'll promise you this. As soon as we finish whatever it

is we must accomplish, I will help you find out what is going on with the

princess and assist you in helping her however I can."

<OOC> Eclipse wishes he had someone he could tell his wicked plans to...

<OOC> Hugon says, "You can tell me, honest! @#;+) Now, the wisdom of that is

questionable..."

Naphtali shakes his head slowly, his face in his hands. "But I can't just let

her go off... to die...."

Hugon says, "We don't know that. They've had her for some time now. If their

plan was to kill her, they would have done that long ago."

Naphtali sighs. "Yes, but..." He sinks down, his eyes locked on the muddy

ground.

Hugon says, "She is an Epagan. Would she be able to live knowing that though

we went and rescued her, thousands more could die?"

Naphtali says, "No...."

Hugon crouches down and lays his hand on Naphtali's shoulder. "I'm sorry."

Enola Galen says, "I'd like to do both if we can.""

Naphtali nods slowly. "It ok.... I just can't help thinking about what (name

of chick) told me..."

Enola Galen says, "Look, civilisation isn't going to collapse in a day. We can

afford to stop and plan.""

Hugon says, "As would I. I think that this is the way to help both. "

Hugon looks at Naptali. "May I ask what it was?"

<OOC> You say, "'To see the plot in a random encounter, and the villain in an

ad-libbed NPC...'"

<OOC> Naphtali smacks Eclipse around.

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Fond memories of the entire adventure in my Rifts

game that grew from one spelling mistake."

<OOC> You say, "I wasn't talking about YOU..."

<OOC> Hugon summons the powers of the ST-Noculars, able to see into the minds

of any ST.

Enola Galen says, "I think she's important. Now, what do we know about the

kidnapping. How? Who? When? Why? One of you must know all or some of this.""

<OOC> You say, "Careful, Hugon. My mind is HEAVILY warded..."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yes, you've completely screwed up the mentality of my

character. *G*"

Enola Galen ( Mind 5, Metagaming 5, Life 5. Become GM! )

Naphtali speaks as if quoting. "'You will have to kill an Epagan to save

yourselves,'"

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Mine's none too stable right now, either."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Naph is good. He's just torn. That whole 'never take

a life' bit is weighing heavily on him. Choosing who lives and who dies."

<OOC> Hugon says, "You guys don't want to know what the Owl has been telling

me..."

<OOC> Naphtali is curious....

<OOC> Hugon says, "Later"

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "Allright, you bastard! We have angst. Are you happy

now, you sick twisted fiend?! (sobs)"

Hugon looks around. "I say we find somewhere warm to rest and to try and

figure things out. I'm still resolved about what needs to be done, but we

need a plan."

Enola Galen says, "Good start.""

<OOC> You say, "Wouldn't want to be accused of false advertising, now would I?"

Naphtali nods. "How does one fight institutionalized hatred?"

Hugon says, "That's what we've got to figure out."

Enola Galen ( shrug) "Institutionalised love?" )

<OOC> Hugon says, "Took the words right out of my mouth."

Naphtali stands up slowly, getting his things ready. "Where shall we go?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Any small towns around here, maybe with a heavily mixed

population?"

<OOC> Naphtali says, "With this countries xenophobia? We'll be lucky if we

find a town with *one* non wint."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Although, would there be anything from what I read last

session that might sound like it's still safe?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Anywhere not in this country?"

You say, "None of the towns in the area is terribly mixed anymore, but the

smaller villages take a slightly less dim view of other races, as long as

you're only passing through. There is a village of 200-300 people a few

miles east of here called Sunam."

Hugon says, "As long as we're just passing through, many smaller villages

won't be as against us. There's a place a few miles to the east called Sunam

that might be a good place to rest for a night."

Naphtali nods slowly. "Well... We best get started."

Enola Galen says, "Suits me just fine.""

Hugon nods, collects himself, looks to see that the owl is here, and beckons

for everyone to follow.

Naphtali follow with his donkey.

You say, "You reach Sunam shortly after noon. (everyone give me a Per +

Alertness, dif 6)"

Hugon rolled 6d10: 1, 10, 9, 5, 5, 9; totalling 39.

<OOC> Hugon says, "2"

Naphtali rolled 6d10: 2, 9, 4, 7, 10, 9; totalling 41.

Naphtali ( 4 )

Enola Galen rolled 2d10: 7, 6; totalling 13.

You say, "If you make at least one success, you notice that the townsfolk seem

extremely uneasy at your presence. There are three fresh graves just outside

of town."

Hugon looks at the graves.

Naphtali stops at the graves and says a soft prayer.

<OOC> Naphtali says, "And while I'm there, do they say anything?"

<OOC> You say, "Who, the graves?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Well, I could animate them..."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "(Out to Lunch)"

<OOC> Naphtali says, "what's written on the tombstones (if there are any)"

You say, "There are no tombstones."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Ah, in that case, I'll just say a prayer."

Hugon looks at them, thinks for a moment, and waits for Naphtali.

<Logout> Enola Galen has disconnected on

Fri Jul 6 23:36:26 2001 EST

Enola Galen has lost their link.

Naphtali finishes fter a couple minutes.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Well, first PC drop tonight."

<Login> Enola Galen has connected from m15-mp1-cvx1c.lee

.ntl.com on Fri Jul 6 23:37:11 2001 EST.

Enola Galen has connected.

Naphtali finishes fter a couple minutes.

Hugon inquires to a local about an inn of sorts.

You say, "The people go out of their way to avoid you, but you manage to

locate an inn called 'Sign of the Red Hand'."

Naphtali looks for any religous establishments (temples, shrines, etc.)

<OOC> Naphtali says, "Just as we walk, I'm not combing the streets for one."

You say, "There are three small temples - one to Michael, one to Barlik, and

one to Hamar."

<OOC> Naphtali says, "What do I knwo of each? *grin*"

<OOC> Hugon says, "Ohh, Barlik..."

Eclipse [to Naphtali]: Give me an Int + Cosmology (or similar), dif 6.

Enola Galen pages, "I'll have to log off soon."

Naphtali rolled 3d10: 9, 9, 7; totalling 25.

<OOC> Naphtali says, "And if I need more and can use Occult...."

Naphtali ( 3 )

Enola Galen has received your page: "Give me about 10 minutes, okay?"

Eclipse [to Naphtali]: You know the basics of the three religions (see my

website for this).

<OOC> Naphtali nods.

You say, "Continuing into the inn are we?"

<OOC> Hugon says, "I know about Barlik I imagine, seeing as we've dealt with

him already."

You say, "Yes, Hugon, you do."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Yep, that's my plan."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Go to the inn."

Naphtali goes to the inn, too.

Enola Galen goes with the others.

You say, "Alright, the innkeeper eyes you warily when you enter. 'I don't

want no more trouble.'"

Hugon says, "We don't intend to cause any. We just need a place to rest for

the night. What happened to cause you grief, sir?"

Naphtali gets a concerned look when trouble is mentioned.

Innkeeper, "Three strangers arrived a few days ago, asking about some woman.

Then, a bunch of other strangers showed up the day before yesterday with a

woman matching her description. Without explaining themselves, the three

attacked the other strangers, and were killed.

Naphtali frowns.

Hugon says, "I take it the fresh graves are those of the strangers who were

killed."

You say, "He nods."

Enola Galen says, "Did this woman have a name?""

You say, "He purses his lips in thought for several moments.""

Innkeeper, "I believe they called her 'Iphigenia'."

<OOC> Hugon says, "The plot gets thicker and more confusing..."

<OOC> You say, "Sounds like a good place to stop for the night..."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "All right."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Gotcha."

Eclipse removes his dragon medallion.

You go out-of-character. Your actions should now be taken as your own and not

those of your character.

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Eclipse 3h 0s OOC Wiz Rub the amulet to summon the Supreme Being...

Hugon 5h 8s IC PC Eustacio is online

Enola Galen 11m 12s OOC PC

Naphtali 6h 2m OOC Wiz Lakos, Naphtali, Mortis. etc., etc.

Rahab 6h 1h IC Wiz

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Naphtali chuckles. Great....

<OOC> Hugon says, "Well, would everyone say we've got some things to think

about until we next meet?"

Enola Galen has received your page: "3 XP"

Naphtali has received your page: "2 XP"

Hugon has received your page: "3 XP"

Naphtali goes to make his notes for the evening... brb

A small swarm of 3x5 index cards arrives, engulfs Naphtali, and carries him

away.

You say, "I tried to warn everyone about Fae. And to think Tyson claimed not

to be afraid of them..."

A small swarm of 3x5 index cards blows in and disperses, revealing Naphtali.

<OOC> Hugon says, "Fae = Confusing little devils."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "The animated chicken should have been a clue."

<OOC> Hugon knew what they were IC and knew not to make the mad.

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "I suspected we were going to do a fantasy rerun of

'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre'"

<OOC> Naphtali chuckles..... Right....

Naphtali is just sad he missed it.

<OOC> Hugon says, "However, I must say, the paranoia/confusion has been

well-placed."

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "And we're getting some angst of our very own."

<OOC> Hugon says, "Oh yes, the angst levels shot right up tonight."

Naphtali chuckles. Confusion, yes..... Paranoia, well, to a point.... Too

bad I'm going to be out for the next two sessions (with the honeymoon and all)

<OOC> Enola Galen says, "I'll be interested in seeing the full log go up."

<OOC> You say, "Yes. We will not be meeting next week. I'm going to Naph and

Rahab's wedding."

Addendum (Al's vision):

Al: (12:47 PM) "Once long ago in my home land the was a wealth man blessed with two sons. He loved them both dearly and they him. One day when the son where adults, he tryed to deside which of them to make his heir. He could not. So he desided that he would have his sons race to the next town across a charted wasteland. The sons agreed. The father then had a condtion he added. The sons whos horse arrived at the next town last would be the winner. The sons set off on their horses and head as slowly as they can acroos the wastland. By sun down they have not left town, ony going about 300 yrads. The desided to go to an inn for the night and talk about their delema. Both men where rich by their own efforts and didn't really want the money iheridence enough to risk die for it. If they continued as they did across the wasteland then would surly die of thirst. The asked the innkeep for advise and he gave them but two words. The next morning the two sons race raced off across the wasteland at a gallop. Now I ask you what two words the inkeeper gave the sons as advise.(waits for answers)

Caligo: (12:57 PM) I'm back. Let me think for a bit...

Al: (12:58 PM) Take your time. It's better if they get it wrong.

Caligo: (1:08 PM) Trade horses.

Al: (1:08 PM) Yes.

Caligo: (1:10 PM) Well, it very nearly stumped me, so I think they'll be adequately impressed even if they do figure out the answer. No need to roll. Give me a couple of minutes to generate the encounter...

Caligo: (1:37 PM) Rahab (the 'mother') stays with you near the hearth fire when everyone else has gone to bed. She smiles at you, and you realize for the first time that she doesn't have any teeth. Her skin is pale and her hair is jet black, and there is an odd odor of decaying vegetation about her.

Caligo: (1:37 PM) She speaks in a whisper, "You carry many odd tales from your homeland, Farlander, but you shall bring odder tales back with you. You must learn to walk in the Light if you are to find the One Who Casts the Shadow. When you at last find the power to return to your homeland, it will only be a matter of time before all the people of the world will die of Darkness."

Caligo: (1:38 PM) ooc Confusing enough for you? Do you feel like a part of the group, again?

Al: (1:39 PM) "I would not wish ti return home. MY homeland is lost to me. I would stay he and stop the darkness that destroyed my family form speading and destroying others.

Al: (1:40 PM) ooc Actually I am not that confused.

Caligo: (1:41 PM) "Your companions will die if you do not return to your homeland, and the One Who Casts the Shadow will spread his blanket across the world.

Al: (1:44 PM) But why would they die if I don't go and the world will die if I do. Does that mean than we are all going to die. All mortals die. Is there a way to push back the dark?

Caligo: (1:44 PM) "Demons will march in Light, and you will know that the One Who Casts the Shadow is preparing to give half the world power greater than that of the gods."

Al: (1:45 PM) Power greater than the Gods? How can that be?

Caligo: (1:47 PM) "You will find knowledge ere you return to your homeland, but you will not like the answers you receive. For now, though, it is time for mortal men to sleep. Sleep..."

She hums a lullaby, and you feel a great drowse overcome you. Your eyes close.

Al: (1:48 PM) Ocatvius falls asleep.

Al: (1:49 PM) Cool.

Caligo: (1:49 PM) Your last waking memories are the scent of death all around you and the sensation of her cold lips pressed against yours, breathing into you like the breath of a corpse...

You wake up in the muddy field with everyone else, strangely refreshed. (+2 WP)

Caligo: (1:49 PM) ooc Are you SURE you're not confused?

Al: (1:50 PM) A little.