(ooc: Kaz, try clam chowder. Or if that's even too chewy try mashed potatoes. Maybe popsicles? Tomato soup? Just trying to help! http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/frown.gif I regret to inform you all that Midget will be unable to play this weekend. Therefore, I will start the sub-plot as Maverick, and Midget can come in at his leisure. Watch out, this is gonna be a LONG post... Green is Chani, silver is Maverick.)

<font color=green>~Twas dark in the damp caverns the feet of Chani Ravenwood traced. Distraught was the face of the odd-blooded woman. The lines along her shadowed cheek contorted to a look of agony, her jaw clenched tightly concentrating. One foot. Then the other. One foot. Then the other. Unnaturally long fingertips sat at her side, nervously fidgeting with girdle and scabbard alike. Her steel-set eyes looked warily about as the limbs encased in leather boots refused to carry her further. A flickering torch hung on the wall of the cave, ironically far from the civilization which she had come. Sitting along-side a stagnate pond she peers at her tear-stained reflection. Hands fold in prayer to distract herself from previous heart-ache.~ "Mielikki, forgive my ignorance." ~Words are mouthed silently, being more than routine this night. An aching spine leans against the stone wall, whispering to herself, trying to straighten things out. A hand reaches to piece a loose strand of hair behind her tapered ears.~ "I should not have run from Larry and Mistral without exclamation. They flaunt their happiness rightly. 'Tis my own selfishness and ignorance." ~Her fore-head meets her knees, drawn to her chest.~ "Why was I a fool again? Can my incompetent soul not learn from its past mistakes?" ~Her words flowed like a jovial bard-song, though the words were cryptic and stung the suddenly taciturn air. She crawls a few hobbling steps, to the pond, trying to splash her face to somewhat presentable. Her nose wrinkles, wiping her face with a silken ebony tunic.~

<font color=silver>~A silent stalker hounds the darkness, looking at the back of an intrusion upon his camp.~ "Must be a drow... Who else would wander this hellish plane." ~The man was pure wood-elven, standing at the crossroads of the dark. His skin was a deep bark-like brown, with hair to match a healthy dogwood. His eyes were a unique black, midnight without a star to hold a candle. These same midnight eyes gracing the pointed ears only helped confirm his false suspision. Across his entire face was a thin green line, like that of a tree which had been cut open. T'would be a scar, though ignorance would contribute any view-point it wished. A well-made dagger was pulled from a loose-hanging vest adorning his torso, as well as a meer drop of fatal poison. Bare steel slid between his teeth, a sea-elven arrow was shot at the flickering torch upon the northern wall. Darkness consumed the area.~

<font color=green>~The impending shadow would not have scared the girl had it not been so abrupt. The stalker strains her eyes for infravision, a faint crimson stain in her vision where the torch had once been. The frigid cavern gave off no other sign of heat. At least it didn't, until the dagger was held to her throat.~

<font color=silver>~A satisfied grimace crossed the face of the assassin, holding the blade to the neck of the intrusion. An inquisitave, yet near inaudible voice found her ear.~ "My... What have I stumbled upon pray tell?" ~The flat of the blade poises a threat closer to flesh.~

<font color=green> ~She inhales sharply, her eyes trying to look back at her shadowed captor. A shaky version of her normally confident voice escapes.~ "R... R... Ravenwood..."

<font color=silver> ~A dis-believing look crosses his invisable face as he pulls the dagger back, and with a swift motion re-lights the torch. He stands tall in the now bright light, pointing a gauntlet to the woman.~ "Face me Ravenwood."

<font color=green> ~Fear had taken her tear-stained skin to a surprised pale. She gets to her feet, holding her hands in the air, her sleeve rolling down to reveal the red scythe on her wrist. This dissapears from its momentary veiw as she turns around to face the wood-elf. Her lower lip quivers involuntarily and she bites it to cease. Her eyes look in a terrified manner at the theif, lowering her hands and creasing her brow. Her lips move as if to speak, but no sound escapes.~

<font color=silver> ~The elf strides forward, forcefully taking her left wrist in his hand, he pulls back her sleeve, looking at the red scythe in dis-belief. His body shakes in-voluntarily in a comforting medolic laughter. His lowers his lips to kiss the scythe, then raises his head to eye level with her, a wry look on his face.~ "Might I ask what you are doing here dear one?" ~He laughs at her confused eye.~ "Don't you remember me Chani?"

<font color=green> ~Her eyes widen as his ebony ones had.~ "M... Maverick?!" ~She throws her arms around his neck, a broad smile crossing her coloring face. She takes a step back, her eyes dancing, not knowing what to ask first.~ "I haven't seen you since you were bow high!" ~An inexplicable look crosses her face, one of dis-belief and joy.~

<font color=silver> ~A rare grin grows along his face. He puts his hand on her battered shoulder, a look of genuine loving concern in his eyes.~ "In time dear one. In time." ~He eyes the fresh and open wounds across her face and neck. And with grim determination continues, pointing to a well-concealed camp in a high outcrop behind her.~ "You rest. We can talk later."

<font color=green> ~A defiant look enters her eye.~ "I'm a big girl now Maverick..." ~She pauses and gives him a smile.~ "Besides, these are mere scratches. I will be all right. I should really find my comrades."

<font color=silver> ~He gives her a well-natured glare, and hoists her over his shoulder with developed muscles. He grins as she shrieks in protest and he tosses her into the alcove. He gives her a stern glare.~ "Tommorow." ~He nods his head in approval as she consents, curling up beneath the blue blanket.~ "Atta gal." ~He nods his head to her a last time before walking back along the cavern he came, likely scouting for ways out.~

OOC...Hey Spree!
Do you want us to stop the thread we have at the moment, and enter this one? It is at 120, while I write this.
Or do you like having the separation for the time we spend near the temple grounds waiting for Mistral?
Any plan of action we are to take? e-mail me on it...if you wish.

BUMP
So, where shall I post my reply to Larry's post? In this thread or in the last one?

And thanks for the advice, Killing Spree http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/frown.gif went to the dentist's today and got an antibioticum, the wound may be infected... hope I can eat something today http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/frown.gif
I'm not sure about the mashed potatoes, they may get caught in the wound. And we don't have clam chowder here, as far as I know. Tomato soup is an idea, though... as long as it's very liquid.


[This message has been edited by Kaz (edited 10-26-2001).]

(OOC: No reply from Spree yet, so I'm continuing on this thread. Pls let me know if I should shift it to the previous thread...)

~ She steps out of the temple, casting quick glances around her surroundings. It is noon, and the city is swarming with activity. Her eyes are downcast, yet her jaws are firmly set. Characteristically, her hands grip the hilts of her Celestial Fury and Daystar. Turning to Aerynkoryk, she whispers ~ <font color="lightgreen">"Go to Kaz, my friend."</font> ~ The raven takes off into the sky, in search of his mistress. ~

~ Making her way to the adventurer's mart located in the centre of the city, she enters and addresses the storekeeper bluntly ~ <font color="lightgreen">"Give me 3 potions of extra healing, 2 each of cure poison and cure disease, a lantern, some rope, tinder and a dye; any colour will do."</font> ~ She pays the 1,800 gp incurred, packs the newly acquired items in her bag and leaves the store. ~

~ As she walks back towards the main street, her sharp eyes take in every corner and bend within her range of sight. Finally, her eyes stray to the bridge and she spots familiar faces. Larry gallantly kissing Kaz's hand, Kaz giggling bashfully, Isabeau observing them and Aerynkoryk fluttering nearby. A strange smile creeps into her lips; relief, envy and sadness mingle and she feels the curious eyes of onlookers perceiving her expression. She hesitates in her steps, wondering if they have seen her or whether she should continue on her journey undetected. ~




[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

OOC...Good morning everyone!
I will have to wait for another 2 hours to be able to post my side of the story. Fridays are more busy in the mornings than other days.
Give me a couple hours...and Mistral...Glad to have you back!http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/wink.gif
ps...don't you even get jealous! I am having a hard time as it is!!http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif

(OOC: Thanks for the welcome, Larry http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/smile.gif Our 2-day staff retreat ended about 4 hours ago and I'm a little drained. Will try to get some rest while you're composing your reply. About jealousy... *evil http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...s/biglaugh.gif * ...

Btw, I managed to get some new ideas during my limited leisure time during the retreat. I'll see how your replies go and adapt accordingly.)

OOC...you scare me...

<font color="silver">Isabeau gets a feeling of her master nearby, and begins to fly in that direction, squawking merrily. Larry and Kaz turn to see what was going on, and see Mistral standing off in the distance.

Not hesitating, Larry begins to sprint after the bird, with Kaz trailing behind. Catching up to her, Larry begins to reach in his pocket for the poison protection ring he had bought her, and exclaim...</font>

<font color="white">"Hi! Ar you ok? You look like you got good rest...do you want anything for breakfast? I know its lunchtime, but I could get you whatever you wanted...here, I have something for you..."</font>

<font color="silver">And so on did Larry continue, getting in about 1,000 words per miunte, amazingly enough, not even taking breaths as he rambles...One would think he had placed his boots of speed on his tongue.

Finally, Kaz catches up to the couple.</font>

[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-26-2001).]

OOC...Something is wrong wih this thread...I posted at 11:00, and it was the seventh post.
The thread indicates 5 posts, ending at 9:30am.

Ok...my last story post is just not registering. This post is #8, but there are only 7 on the counter. What is wrong with my post???

[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-26-2001).]

(ooc: This has happened to me a few times before; I'll continue from the post at 11.08 am and see what happens...)

Realising that she has missed the chance to speak privately with Larry due to his ramblings of machine-gun speed, her forehead wrinkles momentarily as she sees Kaz running up to her. Undeterred, however, she kisses Kaz on the cheek and turns to Larry ~ <font color="lightgreen">"Larry, a moment of your time, please."</font> ~ Without waiting for him to reply, she tugs his sleeve firmly and he follows her aside, wondering what she has to say to him... ~



[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

~ For a moment, she gazes at him wordlessly, her eyes absorbing his appearance greedily. Lifting her right hand, she now stares at the ring, biting her lips determinedly. The light in her eyes flickers, before dying off. She takes a deep breath before she speaks up. ~

~<font color="lightgreen">"I... am sorry, Larry. I cannot accept this."</font> ~ Her voice seems that of a stranger to her own ears. Her left hand raises to extract the ring from her right hand, her fingers suddenly trembling furiously. ~ Why is this so difficult to do... ~

~ Finally, the ring is removed and she holds it up to him ~ <font color="lightgreen">"I haven't much time to say this, so I'll be quick... I cannot be with you or Kaz any longer, Larry. I've seen visions of danger arising due to my presence. Please, take care of Kaz for me. Love her and cherish her..."</font> ~ Her voice drifts off towards the end, and she blinks away the mist in her eyes. ~ <font color="lightgreen">"Please, take this back."</font> ~

[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

<font color="silver">
That lump that sometimes chokes a person up and renders them unable to speak was there again, causing Larry to strain at getting the words out...</font>

<font color="white">"The ring...is just to protect you...as I have the same desire to keep you from harm.
Just like this ring can protect you from poison, so can I stand in the way of anything aiming to bring you hurt. Please...allow me to be there for you. I ...have nowhere else to go. You...I..ne"</font>

<font color="silver">That lump finally won the battle, and Larry could say no more. Try as he might, the words would no longer flow, and he turned his back from Mistral to keep her from seeing his pained, teary eyes.</font>

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~She watches his turned back and heaving shoulders, feeling her own tears running down the sides of her cheeks. Hurriedly, she wipes them away and continues ~ <font color="lightgreen">"Why must you make things so difficult for me?"</font> ~ Her voice quivers and she stifles her a sob threatening to escape from her lips ~ <font color="lightgreen">"I do not mean to offend... or hurt you. I hope that one day, my intentions will pay off..." </font>~

~ Throwing another glance at Kaz brings another course of tears running down her cheeks. ~ <font color="lightgreen">"May Mystra bless the both of you forever."</font> ~ She turns abruptly and begins to walk away... ~


[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

<font color="silver">Hoping that Kaz would have some sort of plan, Larry looked suplicantly at her. She was in just as much shock as he was, however, and only trembled as her tears began to flow as well.

Turning back in the direction of a walking away Mistral...the only thing that can escape his mouth are the words...</font><font color="white">"I will always love you, and be here for you...when you return from your journeys..."</font>

<font color="silver">With that, Larry turns and starts to walk in the other direction, yet cannot seem to move...</font>



[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-26-2001).]

<font color="ghostwhite">Kaz was stunned. Why was Mistral leaving? What were the visions? She felt very confused and alone.</font>

OOC: poor Larry http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/wink.gif
Sorry I haven't been posting that much, have been playing a lot of BG2. Just killed that Shadowdragon - yippee! Feeblemind rocks!

(ooc: Larry, that is so... sigh, that's just guys for you, Kaz.)

~ She halts in her tracks momentarily, and turns to see Larry leaving. Seeing Kaz, she beckons her sister to come forward silently ~

~ <font color="lightgreen">"I am so sorry, Kaz. I should never have asked to be your sister, had I known of the dangers ahead... but it is not too late for us to part while you are still safe..."</font> ~ Her voice trails off unsteadily ~ <font color="lightgreen">"Larry is a good man. Strong, loyal and affectionate. Let him protect you, and your happiness will be complete...But he can sometimes be too straight...impulsive... you must guide him, too..."</font> ~ At the last words, a sob escapes from her wilfully.

[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

*BUMP* Anyone there?

(EDIT: I'll go back to bed if there isn't a post by 3.00 pm board time. Will continue to check from around 7.50 pm board time.)

[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

Sorry, dinner.
<font color="ghostwhite">"I would never wish to part with you, Mistral. Why must you go? What has happened?" Her voice breaks. "I will... watch over... Larry for you..." Tears stream down her cheeks.</font>

OOC: Yippee! I've eaten more than twice today what I have in the last 3 days, which is less than half what I normally eat... er... I think I need food... http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no.../hollering.gif

OOC...What's that...<font color="lightgreen">Larry, that is so... sigh, that's just guys for you, Kaz</font> supposed to meanhttp://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/rand.gif http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/frown.gif

I am confused...

(OOC: Congrats on having a more satisfactory meal and on defeating the shadow dragon, Kaz http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/smile.gif Minsc and Jaheira got killed on my second run through the game; I did not put a single trap this time, though, and was rather proud of the achievement. Interestingly, my kensai-mage got the killing blow for both the shadow and red dragon. Nice! http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif)

~ She wraps her arms around Kaz, drawing her closer ~ <font color="lightgreen">"I must leave because I love you both so much... I have seen myself die a hundred times over, and you and Larry barely surviving. With me not around, I'm sure life will be a lot easier and safer for the both of you."</font> ~

~ She takes a deep breath before continuing ~ <font color="lightgreen">"But yet... I cannot quite bear to part with you."</font> ~ Her face turns a little pale ~ <font color="lightgreen">"I am so confused that I can't think..."</font> ~

~ <font color="silver">Mistral, what is happening to you? For these two, you would lose your inner peace and discipline... see the power of what emotions do to you...</font> ~

~ She staggers on her steps. ~

[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

(OOC: Don't mind me, Larry... I was just pulling your leg http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/hihi.gif But seriously, is that what you would do? I always thought guys are more action-orientated. At such an emotionally-charged situation, do you really expect to move a girl by words alone? Hmmm...)

<font color="silver">As Larry was standing there, unattentive to the conversation had between the two girls, Larry decided that he was making an error in judgement. She was not ever coming back, because she had probably foreseen her own destruction and thought that she would protect him and Kaz by dying alone, instead of in their presence.
Larry could not let Mistral just wander off to die alone, never to see her again.
She had to stay with him, for her own protection. If she refused to listen...
Running back to her and Kaz, Larry breaks in...</font>

<font color="white">"You're not getting rid of me that easily! I know that you will just go of and get killed, alone, thinking you did us a service! Well, I will have you know that I will continue to show everyone that I can be the Stalker I claim to be!
You will never be alone, for as long as you live, for I will always be watching you, if you decide to leave.
Know this...I will NOT let you just disappear. You will not do that to me!"
Now, stay with us. We will conquer whatever evil together...not alone. </font>

OOC...better??? http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/conf.gif

ROFLMAO! Larry, don't bend your character!

(OOC: Now you're making me feel guilty about my comments; I guess I will just keep my mouth shut the next time... But to answer your question, it's still a lot of words, but the conviction is a great improvement http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif Anyway, the mini-quest I've designed would be boring with only her around and she would have greater difficulty surviving it.)

As she staggers, she grips on the railing of the bridge for support and hears Larry's words. Turning to him, her eyes relent a little and she mutters ~ <font color="lightgreen">"You are courting death, Larry..."</font> ~ How I wish someone would hold me... ~ Her cheeks turn pink, as she hopes the longing in her eyes does not give her away. ~

OOC...quote:~ <font color="lightgreen">How I wish someone would hold me... ~ Her cheeks turn pink, as she hopes the longing in her eyes does not give her away. ~</font>...your subtle hints are rather difficult to discern...you enjoy leaving me to guess, eh? OK...let's see...http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/wink.gif http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif

<font color="silver">Larry noticed that Mistral was looking a bit weakend by the whole ordeal, and fearing she was still too ill to be standing by her own support, Larry rushed to her side, lest she slip from the railing and fall. Taking her into his arms, he notices a relief come across her face, and her mood softens. Hoping to see her smile, he speaks softly to her,...</font>

<font color="white">"If I am courting DEATH, then would that make your lips be the kiss of death"?</font>

(ooc: Larry, I behaved like a kid... just do what your character wants and don't feel pressurised to react the way you think my character wants. Pls accept my sincerest apologies...http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/FRblush.gif )

~ She shakes her head soundlessly, feeling her limbs go immobile at his sudden loving words. ~ Mystra, help me. Let him not feel the violent pulpitations my heart is undergoing... ~ In desperation, she gazes at his eyes, hoping to find ignorance in them. ~ "I..." ~ her lips part, as she struggles to find a suitable reply. ~



[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-26-2001).]

OOC: Kaz looks away discreetly! http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif

ROFL!!!! Poor Kaz... you sure you don't wanna butt in? http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...s/biglaugh.gif

<font color="silver">As she begins to speak, and Larry not wanting to hear more painful words, quickly decided to put his question about the kiss of death to the test.
He leaned far over, meeting her lips, and holding her in a strong and loving embrace to prove to her that he meant what he said about not letting her go alone.
This being only the third kiss in his life, he wondered if he was actually doing it right, though that electricity running through his whole person certainly attempted to prove that he was. </font>

OOC...Kaz, how did you know that was coming? http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/wink.gif

[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-26-2001).]

OOC: intuition, I guess http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif
<font color="ghostwhite">Kaz looks away, over the water. She cannot get Larry and Mistral out of her mind, their... love... What must it be like to be loved, to have love, I wonder. Only distant childhood memories remained, still confused and scrambled...</font>

OOC: There, don't you all feel sorry for me http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif but don't let me disturb you (AGAIN)

[This message has been edited by Kaz (edited 10-26-2001).]

(ooc: I'M ON A SUGAR HIGH! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

<font color=green>~When Chani Ravenwood awoke her first vision was Maverick, crumpled beneath his cloak underneath the alcove. She bites her lower lip in determination, silently slipping from beneath the blanket. His faint snoring filled her ears and she could not help but smile. Cautiously she took a step off the alcove, in a vain attempt to leave without him. His unconcious expression remained unchanged. She lowered her other foot with luck, and the snoring continued. She shifts her weight for a third step, but a hand takes hold of her ankle.~

<font color=silver>~Without opening his black eyes he speaks.~ "Where may I ask, are you going Miss Ravenwood?" ~He opens his eyes slowly, looking up at her and not releasing his grip on her boot.~ "You didn't think you'd get away THAT easy, did you?" ~A quiet chortle fills the air.~ "Your father may have been a fool, but he was an excellent teacher." ~He releases her heel, stretching stiffly upward, looking her in the eye.~

<font color=green>~She replies quickly.~ "I really should get back to my initial search for Dei... I mean, my comrades." ~She bites her lower lip, hoping he would not be overly inquisitave of what she'd been doing the many years since they'd parted ways at Ravenwood.~

<font color=silver> ~A cynical grin creeps across his narrow face, the scar, which stretched from his left ear to right jowel diagonally, twisted and contorted into an odd shape. His eyes fill with a curious light.~ "And whom, may I ask, are these comrades?" ~He runs a hand through his dark brown mane, his eyes continuing with a seering pressure.~

OOc...hehe...maybe when we marry, we will adopt you!!http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif...Lol

The burning flames sweep across her body in a wave of heat. She finally regains control of her hands as she clenches her fist in an effort to steady herself. As the rhythm of her heartbeat becomes more irregular, her knees weaken and she buckles in her steps. Driven by an inexplainable force, her arms rise and lock over his neck...


(OOC...Re my earlier post -- am I forgiven?? Pretty pls?? )

OOC...there is nothing to forgive! RPG is RPG...do it again and I will command my character to bite your lip! http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/wink.gif

<font color="silver">Not ever wanting to let go of Mistral, for fear of losing her again, Larry reluctantly pulls away, still holding her in his arms. </font>

<font color="white">"Now...promise me you will never leave me, and I will promise never to let you go..."</font>

~ She tilts her head upwards, with languor in her eyes. ~ <font color="lightgreen">"I... I promise." </font> ~ Sighing, she closes her eyes and buries her head in his chest for a moment. ~


(ooc: Okie, now I can breathe more easily http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif )

OOC...I have some last minute work to here at my job...
I need some time to get it all done...
I will be watching, but I cannot make replies until I am finished.

(ooc: http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...les/tongue.gif The Lady Ravenwood demands to partake in the wedding! LOL...)

<font color=green>~Her foot twitches in a slight aggrivation as she hastily retorts.~ "Well... ER... There's Larry and Mistral and Kaz... And that's all!" ~Her blue eyes dart nervously to his.~

<font color=silver>~A smirk crosses his face, and his hand extends to her cheek, giving her a pitying look.~ "You never were very good at lying." ~He smiles comfortingly, his gaze turning slightly more serious.~ "Now tell me what you are avoiding Chani."

<font color=green>~She exhales jaggedly, her eyes meeting pleadingly with his. She brushes his hand away, a cold tear forming at the corner of her eye.~ "I hide nothing Maverick. 'Tis an insult you doubt my instilled trust."

<font color=silver>~He gives an apologetic yet still flamingly curious look.~ "Chani, I've known you since birth. You are hiding something from me and I intend to find out." ~His eyes pierce hers stubbornly.~

<font color=green>~She sniffs, her pride obviously battered.~ "Another has left me with a shattered heart. I give no more." ~The frustrated tear threatens as she unsuccessfully attempts to blink it back.~

<font color=silver> ~He grabs a leather pack at his foot, swinging it on his back and putting his arm around her shoulder.~ "I need no more... Accept my eternal apologies for provoking a sleeping beast." ~He brushes the tear from her cheek with his spare hand, turning her head towards his.~ "And take my solemn swear I'll take the head of any fool who seeks to do you harm." ~He kisses the top of her head gently at the scalp, and begins to move forward.~ "I know a way straight through to Athkatla. Perhaps we will find your friends there."

<font color=green> ~In her dispare she is unable to do anything but cling to eternity's friend, hobbling at his side unsteadily. Her eyes dart nervously, silently thinking to herself. O' Deiter... Where have you gone this time?~

(ooc: Sorry about being a party pooper http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...iles/frown.gif I think I should get a little more sleep... still feeling quite tired. Everyone else, pls continue without me if you wish - you may drag my character if need be - and I'll control my character about 3 hours from now.

See ya all later! http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/xyxwave.gif )

OOC...quote from Spree: The Lady Ravenwood demands to partake in the wedding! LOL...)

There won't be one, if you let your friend kill me! http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...miles/wink.gif

Sorry...I am going to work now.....http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif

ooc: Maverick's going to smirk you into the ground. http://www.ironworksforum.com/ubb/no...es/biggrin.gif

NOOOOOO!!!! Damn you!!!!