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Silent2001
 
PostPosted: Sun, Mar 06 2011, 3:15 AM 

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Last cycle Selune covered the shine of the Sun in a lunar eclipse, while such acts are not unheard of many were left with a sense of unease, even forboding. But the common man wrote them off as silly and enjoyed one of natures shows, cheering boisterously as eclipse reached it's climax and then continuing their days as they saw fit.

Curiously, the Triumvir seemed to be exceedingly more busy in the days that followed, as was Tarkuul, though what the dusty loremasters are looking for seems to be a mystery.

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PostPosted: Sun, Mar 06 2011, 3:49 AM 

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Mika Zau'lyl would spend the time during the eclipse in prayer

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PostPosted: Sun, Mar 06 2011, 3:59 AM 

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Tuomas has joined amongst a small group of others travelling to the Triumvir to look more into this matter and it's cause after a casting of a divination within the Temple of Selune.


 
      
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PostPosted: Sun, Mar 06 2011, 7:57 AM 



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A Hin Druid in the Amia Forest regards this eclipse with high suspicion...

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PostPosted: Sun, Mar 06 2011, 12:40 PM 

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Perhaps in unrelated news the far flung settlement of Howness seems to be on edge since the eclipse, and it is rumoured that the Helmites have closed the temple. The locals have taken to glaring suspiciously at the temple, and gathering in large groups to bang on the barred door. There is never any reply and it is becoming abundantly clear that the locals are losing patience. The commoners, for the most part, seem tight lipped when questioned and rattle on about tieflings being the spawn of evil.

[[Will be running something here either tonight(between 9-11GMT) or tomorrow afternoon GMT]]

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PostPosted: Sun, Mar 06 2011, 20:12 PM 

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At least one Gnomish wizard didn't get a good night's sleep that night. He seemed to toss and turn and eventually come to a point where he simply decided to remain awake and read over his old notes, trying every so often to get to sleep, however what only awaited him lay thus..

((Warning, the following section may contain scenes of a Graphic nature, reader discretion advised))
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Tuomas felt himself held fast and naked, hovering in mid air before a strange creature. A powerful built demon with a canine head with tail of a snake, it regarded him with a savage growl, speaking something to him which he could not comprehend. He was immobilized by force, however the creature could easily do as it desired to him. His body whole was covered with flamescarring and as well, a cut across his chest and an impalement through his back.

He winced, as the creature flayed him violently with a barbed whip, yelling after in a tongue he couldn't understand.


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Shooting away in a sweat, Tuomas sighed and made his way to wash up and to begin walking, shivering a little.


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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 1:00 AM 

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Again, Tuomas tried to sleep back at the Salandran temple, however he would not find peaceful respite at least for now. Washing his face some and washing up, he went back out into the cool of the night.


 
      
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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 7:19 AM 

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When he got back, Tuomas got himself ready for bed and quietly pulled together what he'd need for sleep. Trying to sleep afterward, Tuomas shot awake not too long after, muttering to himself in Gnomish.

~.. These demons won't stay away.. will they? ~ he said to himself, quietly beginning to look about the Salandran temple for assistance.

Not finding anyone about that can assist him aside from the staff, he decided to travel off to the Forest to try to get some clarity


 
      
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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 9:03 AM 

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Returning to the Salandran temple after yet another sojourn out, Tuomas quietly tried to sleep but once more, the Nightmares came unrelenting.

Sighing, he tried quietly to find respite in his notes but only could do so for so long.


 
      
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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 15:44 PM 

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After a visit from a motley crew of adventurers the tension in Howness seemed to dissipate. Many of the trouble makers took to cleaning the Temple's exterior before returning to daily life, despite the calm there seemed to be a lingering sense of sadness in the town as if it was mourning a loss of some kind. Of course the majority of outsiders are sent on their way with a (sometimes) polite dismissal.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 18:52 PM 

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Mika Zau'lyl can be seen walking through the howness. She makes sure to have a stop at a few of the houses there, making sure the people dont have any need for anything. It may have taken her awhile, but the people there talk to her now, offer her their wares. Being one of the few they make exceptions for giving her hope that the good in this world will prevail. She nods to herself, setting her path clear before her, and she continues down the road, nodding here or there as people go about their business, always offering them a elping hand, if needed. Evetually her steps lead her to the temple, where she offers her assistance to the Father, once more.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 21:11 PM 

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Mika returns with a dear heart in tow, one Mister Tuomas. They make for the temple with casual purpose. Tuomas greeting the animls as they enter like long lost compatriots. Mika turning to High Priest Snorri, to speak in hushed tones.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 21:12 PM 

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It's apparent that Tuomas is slowly teetering left and right and very fatigued with large bags under his eyes as he tries to briefly converse with the animals.

"Hello Mister Ox, Hello Miss Cow, Hello Mister Boars." he'd say to the animals before remaining quiet.


 
      
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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 21:43 PM 

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Having the boon of a Lesser Mindblank to protect his mind, Tuomas finally gains some peaceful rest within the Shrine of Eilistraee.

Instead of Wolf-headed Demons and suffernig, he dreams of Hound-headed archons and plush Lantern Archons giggling happily.

Finally, he rests for a time.


 
      
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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 07 2011, 23:40 PM 

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After making sure Tuomas sleeping peacefully, Mika makes way to the great library within the Trimvuir. There she pores over the countless tomes, sneezing more than a few times. Two references she seeks, yet she knows the knowledge may be harder to find than a needle in a haystack. She seeks any reference to the Bloodwars, as well as anything she can find on Harvester devils.

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PostPosted: Tue, Mar 08 2011, 8:55 AM 

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With another mindblank applied before his rest, the Gnomish Wizard seemed to quietly find peaceful slumber at his new temporary home.


 
      
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PostPosted: Wed, Mar 09 2011, 3:53 AM 

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Snorri seems reluctant to impart any knowledge regarding the events surrounding the eclipse. Curiously, a boat bearing the symbol of Helm docks in Howness and three men bearing the symbols of The Watcher enter the temple. The doors are locked once more for a private council, and after a couple hours the doors are opened to the public once more.

The younger of the three gents frequents the streets of Howness, offering aid and assistance to the watch which is recieved rather well. If asked about his true business in the town he responds simply "Funeral service" before trotting on.

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PostPosted: Wed, Mar 09 2011, 8:40 AM 

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Warded once more, Tuomas goes to rest deep in his thoughts.

~.. I need to find a way to see this bounty resolved and solved once and for all, I need to find a way to find the source and to subdue them promptly... if not just for my own sake then for the sake of those whom have chosen to assist and defend me. ~


 
      
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PostPosted: Wed, Mar 09 2011, 12:17 PM 

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After a long trip through the Abyss, Milo returns to the Temple of Selune. He rubs his face and looks around, hoping to see Lyle, Alanna or Tuomas, but he doesn't. Quietly he makes his way up to the idol of Selune and kneels in prayer. After a long while, he stands and exits the Temple, but does not leave Wharftown. He remains on the benches overlooking the docks and glances around occasionally to the Temple and Docks.

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PostPosted: Fri, Mar 11 2011, 20:16 PM 

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The Howness locals seem more on edge than usual, the anger that fueled the small riot has faded, replaced with fear. Half a dozen more Helmites arrive at the town and watch over the inhabbitants with a stoic reserve.

No one ventures onto the streets during nightfall bar militamen lead by one of the Helmite templars and anyone found to be skulking around is questioned before being directed home, or the tavern.

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PostPosted: Sat, Mar 12 2011, 1:14 AM 

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There's a figure still watching, partly watching for a certain ire-inspiring redneck, partly watching over the town, quietly, from the roof of the temple when she can manage to hurl herself up there with her half-flying, half-leaping attempts.
Elrien keeps out of armour, and as out of sight as possible, knowing that being drow and being winged is bad enough in the little xenophobic town; a huge bastard sword or three and reinforced plate armour would only make things worse. However, like a gargoyle, she's perched, watching, and ready to end any fire threats that come back up.

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PostPosted: Sun, Mar 13 2011, 20:27 PM 

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The helmite guardians ask her politely not to dangle from their temple, and should she be out at night she is, like others, told to get inside.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 14 2011, 1:35 AM 

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A black-coated figure tramps into the township with a huge bundle of pelts of various types over his shoulder and looks around at the deserted nightime streets. When approached by the militia and told to move on or get inside he tilts his hooded head.

Ye mean ye don' want me pelts?he sounds very hurt.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 14 2011, 17:34 PM 

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A Helmite wearing the uniform of the Triadic Knights promptly arrives at Howness and takes vigil at the Temple of Helm, should none of his faith block his way.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 14 2011, 17:41 PM 

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The knight is welcomed warmly enough by the other Helmites on guard, they direct him to a small group of militiamen who in turn offer the man a nod before patrolling the village.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 14 2011, 17:51 PM 

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Meanwhile, elsewhere in the realm of Amia...


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"Gyaah!" Started Tuomas as he awoke this morning from his rest in the relatively dark chamber he was in. Casting a light spell promptly on a nearby shelf, he shook his head and mumbled to himself.

~.. Azarius.. to see what I saw... If you try to claim any sort of innocence at birth I don't think even Garl himself would find humour in it you nightmare... you living nightmare.. ~ he thought to himself as he got up and washed himself off. Waiting a moment for his eyes to adjust, he pulled on his clothing, pausing briefly in the dim light.

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Vile

It was the only way he could describe the sight he saw. Hellfire burning all around, peaking and cresting within endless pits , a red sky above and the smell of blood in the air around him. Though dark, the dim light created by waiting spawn of darkness, Devils of varying lower ranks bearing hundreds of glowing larvae like objects which squirmed in their hands.

The larvae objects screamed and cried out in agony as they were being held, until a conflaguration of energy seemed to cause Tuomas' attention to drift to a particular pit amidest all these Devils. A roughly humanoid form, comely and with tattered wings began to form. As it did, the Devils began to feed it the souls, bringing the screaming and agonized cries of the larvae into a hellish cacophony. All of a sudden, the humanoid form reached out for Tuomas' arm.


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He shuddered awake from the waking nightmare, cringing.

~.. No... there was no innocence in your birth, Azarius. Only innocence lost. ~ Tuomas mused as he began to gather up physical parts to what looked like a damaged hand that had been stepped on and crushed utterly. He shook himself into focus and made his way out into the central feast hall of the Shrine of Eilistraee. The dim light of morning had only a few people about, and scant lighting had been used , though he kept a lit object with him to make his way to a small arcane lab, where he set the damaged components down and pulled his spellbook out, preparing himself for his work.

~.. One step at a time... Azarius and the Molydeus fiend will both have to be dealt with.. one step at a time... ~


 
      
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PostPosted: Tue, Mar 15 2011, 0:50 AM 

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With that, she takes herself outside, and out and about, listening for rumour, pondering what happened.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 21 2011, 16:31 PM 

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More recently, in the town of Howness the howls of beasts becomes louder and more profound during the evening hours, and rumours of demons stalking the woods spreads like wild fire. The helmites no longer travel out of the town, and their number slowly begins to decrease making their presence less noticable.

This has the townsfolk on edge.

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*On the island of Amia, in a certain keep of a certain Holy City, a certain Grandmaster grants permission to Sir Derryn and his Helmite knights to assist the Helmite church in Howness.*

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 21 2011, 19:39 PM 

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The night past, Tuomas did not sleep well at all.

Thoughts of a Maggotlike creature in the study, as well as the fiend Azarius and the likely reprecussions of potentially angering him or his master, and many other things kept Tuomas up. Though he got his rest, it was fretful and preturbing.

A brief recollection took him to the described bodies that were brought to his attention from which the maggotlike creature had been found alongside many others.

~.. One step at a time.. ~


 
      
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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 21 2011, 23:54 PM 

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A female lingers in the town from time to time, usually in the late afternoons and evenings. She apparently is living alone, and doesn't cause much of a fuss.

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One set of eyes still watches from outside the city...although /just/ outside. Elrien's not remotely sure that what needs to be done has been done, nor is she sure things are not merely in the 'eye' of this particular storm. So she waits, ready to jump back in, though far enough away to leave the guards (she hopes) at ease.

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Silent2001 wrote:
More recently, in the town of Howness the howls of beasts becomes louder and more profound during the evening hours, and rumours of demons stalking the woods spreads like wild fire. The helmites no longer travel out of the town, and their number slowly begins to decrease making their presence less noticable.

This has the townsfolk on edge.


Passing through Howness, Claire stops at her old house to pick up a few things hidden in the floorboards. When she hears the rumors, she walks out into the wilds to investigate further.

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PostPosted: Tue, Mar 22 2011, 12:16 PM 

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// Those who linger in Howness need to contact me, preferably before Wednesday!

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PostPosted: Tue, Mar 22 2011, 16:24 PM 

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Sitting in a quiet but reasonably lit set of quarters in the Shrine of Eilistraee, Tuomas carefully examines a badge , seeming to note amongst other things, Helmite symbology.

~.. Best contact them as soon as possible. ~

Amongst the other things he got ready in his day, he made sure he had availible a piece of Copper wire.


 
      
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PostPosted: Thu, Mar 24 2011, 11:14 AM 

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Just behind the gargantuan tower of helm, a small discussion goes on. A man in ragged clothes engages in a heated discussion with a winged female, His words are fierce and full of spite, and he does his best to cause as much emotional injury as he can possibly permit.
But then something happens, something he could not understand.

A feeling sweeps in, floats in underneath his skin and boils down into his heart. The heartbeats increase and sweat pours from his entire body as he sways on the spot, the vision dimming slowly, as if almost falling asleep. But the woman snapped him out of him with words of concern, again and again, and he snapped out of it. But it's still there, albeit careful - This sensation of something otherworldly that attempted to take domain of him, the feeling of loosing control and falling asleep into a dreamless state.

The arguing died down shortly after, and he made a hurry for the boats. The men and women outside the helmite temple had armed themselves, and everywhere he went three was knights and strange adventurers in colourful garbs. He did best to leave, Leave soon - And by the hour, The ferry captain Guston owned sailed out from Howness. Climbed up the reeling of the boat stood the ragged figure and looked at the vanishing shore.

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Elrien drags herself home and falls into a startled Cometer's arms, asleep before skin hits skin. The stresses of the day had left her physically and emotionally wrung out. Talking to the barechested man, fighting horrid demons, digging a tunnel in solid rock...even as one on the fringes, it was a lot to take. She surely didn't envy those in the forefront. What Nev had whispered to her, what Barbag the palemaster orckin had said, of being usurped, pressured to crack...she was thankful to whatever Power had kept the demon's gaze from her. She'd wanted so badly to pull Caleb into a hug and beg his forgiveness, even as he was flinging every insult he could at her. She'd failed him, and failed herself. And now what?

....Now what?

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After spending the night at salandran,waking again to the sound of birds outside Barbag slowly recovers, and has a good laugh of what has happened.
-now.. i'm lucky for Elrien to have brought me here.
Walking around the gardens throughout the morning he would recall a few things on the night before, how powerfull the possesion was , and the last few moments of battle would come alive in his mind.
- i hope they find a way to forgive me, this won't be good for business;


 
      
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Tuomas quietly sat in a small darkened room elsewhere from the action which took place in Howness, contemplating and considering.

~.. Small Steps.. but.. small steps that can be undone with personalities and issues of trust. That can't be allowed to happen.. at all. Rras' presence was a risk , at the least most people see that. Leon... I mean no offense to him but he doesn't seem to have much of a situation awareness. ~

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"Of all people there, why the Elf?"
*Eli starts investigating on his own, looking in local newspapers and asking about as beat he can for mentions or rumors of Vy*

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"...you're as much a monster as him."

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________________________________"She called me a monster, Vy."

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_____________"You know when and where to do the right thing, Torin, but you often have a difficult time explaining it. I do not disagree with your actions, but do you see why it angers her now?"

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________________________________"It's Rras. No one should care. Everyone knows what he's done. It doesn't matter if I enjoyed killing him or not!"

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_____________"She kills to survive, or to sustain. Never for pleasure. That is why she is angry. Apologize to her and tell her what you told me."

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________________________________"Alright... alright."

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___________________________________________________"I love you. It hurts me to know that she doesn't understand why you did it. Or why I did it."

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((Some portions of this post may be preturbing to readers, Reader discretion advised))

The Gnomish Wizard quietly sat in a small dark room within the Shrine of Eilistraee, bowing his head with a sigh, closed eyes and perhaps cold sweat coming off his brow.

* * *
Hellfire and Crimson energy met with one another in a cacophonic mixture as all around, screaming souls, suffering in agony knowing only the likely destruction they would serve as sustenance to the new darkness which was being formed . The sheer 'wrongness' of the moment being witnessed took it's toll on the Gnomish Wizard, Tuomas' mind.

And yet, here he was once more, feeling the nigh primal Evil which was about to take place. The Birth of a Devil.

The birth, of Azarius, Evil Manifest given mortal form.


* * *

His eyes shuddered openly and he wiped his brow, tearing slightly. However, the look of horror and fear seemed to slowly be replaced by a look of knowing, understanding and acknowledgement.

~... Evil manifest given Mortal form. That.. may well become his undoing... THAT MAY WELL BE HIS UNDOING! ~ he thought to himself, something within him inspired as he hurridly began to wash himself and clean up for the day coming.

Making his way into the Shrine of Eilistraee's small library, he immediately sat at a desk and began a rough working draft of a particular spell from his spellbook.

'Gate'

~ Time to Innovate.. ~
the Gondite thought to himself, a new focus finding his Gnomish mind.


 
      
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Erelkacha sat as she often did in the at the feast hall table in the Shrine, her hand deftly sharpening the edge of her mothers fabled sword. The action was moot as the blade would not dull but something in the motions of it gave her solace and focus for her chaotic thoughts. It seemed the choice to protect Tuomas had give birth to dangers for her kith and kin, dangers she had honestly expected to some degree. She knew that deep down in her Ysgardian heart she longed for the fight, longed for the conflict and the opportunity to rend the flesh of the unrepentant.

Her eyes drifted across her mothers sword a constant reminder of her principles, of the oath she had taken when her mother had been cut down in cold blood by her father, of the guiding force in her life. She muttered quietly to herself.

"Never compromise, never give up even in the face of Ragnarok"

If Erelkacha had her way both hell and Abyss would suffer for she felt no obligation to show creatures such as they any kindness, nor did she intend to give them any mercy greater then a swift death.


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Eli simply enjoys the companionship of the others as he does his part to ensure Tuomas remains safe. It will certainly make for a good story to share, killing devil and demon alike to keep the Prime safe for all, but most especially those of proper height. How he threw his life on the line to defend wizards and sorcerers that would likely have fallen without his personal contributions. Maybe one day he would bother to share the tale aroun a campfire, but not today.

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DolphinRacer
 
PostPosted: Thu, Mar 31 2011, 20:31 PM 

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A lone tiefling in black and blue armor can be seen around the Shrine, the symbol of the Wind Rider in its greys standing starkly against the black field of his cloak. He doesn't usually stay long but when he is around he is usually with Tuomas.

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Silent2001
 
PostPosted: Wed, Apr 13 2011, 15:54 PM 

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In Endir's Point the locals begin to complain about a local haunt within the Retreat. Mournful laments can be heard in the twilight hours which, at first scared the drunks, now it simply seems to grate on their nerves. Junior claims to have catered to the ghost's wishes for a while which gets the poor tender a few strange looks. Either way, the 'Wailing Wench' seems set to stay.

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Merrien
 
PostPosted: Wed, Apr 13 2011, 16:47 PM 

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The tiefling, Sabine Kelm, who has been spending time in Raltens Retreat with the aging kobold, Ascalon, seems annoyed by the haunt, but does her best to ignore it.

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PostPosted: Wed, Apr 13 2011, 17:33 PM 

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*If the appirition decides to wail in the room he is in, Ascalon would first try to assertain its purpose. Failing that, he would tells it to stop and allow him his rest. If that also fails, he threatens to request that Kurtulmak grant his soul the ability to remain and haunt the loud obnoxious banshee wannabe.*

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PostPosted: Wed, Apr 13 2011, 17:40 PM 

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The mopey spirit shuts up at the thorough scolding, and mostly potters around the upper level of the inn whimpering quietly.

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PostPosted: Wed, Apr 13 2011, 18:02 PM 

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*If it returns the following night, Ascalon would pause to try to speak with it.*
"What isss it that you are crying about, ijol fip?"

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