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Melusine · 06-25-2001, 03:52 AM

~Melusine, still locked in the cell next to Skye, calls out in a tired, mildly annoyed voice: 'Helloooo? Anybody care to open *my* door for me? Always the same with those human women... the one moment you are plotting escape with them, the next they see a "hottie" and they forget all about the innocent and helpless elf imprisoned right next to them! Oh well... I suppose I'll just rot here forever and ever then. Only I would *hate* to think what Lord Thought would do to Skye if she returns to the bar without me...probably flay her alive...nah..that'd be too much trouble. After all, he's an Old One...he could make her head explode with a single thought!'
She smiles as she hears hasty shuffling feet outside and then the sound of a lockpick instrument fumbling at her cell door. Moments later, a red-faced Skye appears in the door-opening, blushing furiously and anxiously avoiding Melusine's sparkling eyes. 'Thank you ever so much, Skye', the elf says, and then she can't stop the laughter bubbling up in her anymore...'Silly girl, it's ok! I knew you were getting me out! Now, we need someone with a big hammer for these chains...But first, stop looking so ashamed and give me a big hug!'
After Melusine is freed from her chains, she purposefully walks into the narrow hallway connecting the cells. In an authoritive yet soft voice, she calls to the others...'OK people, let's pull ourselves together here. We have no idea what this place is, or who captured us, but for some reason I think it has nothing to do with our mmm... little accident while landing. Those trolls were the stupidest I have ever seen, but we seem to be dealing with some frighteningly smart people here who have gone to great lengths to bind us. I mean, we even got collared! Now, I say we have the best chance of survival if we stay together and work as a team. So are there any others whom you ...forgot to take out of their cells? Grinch? Ah yes there you are. Skye, seen you as well. Caleb, those were some pretty nasty new words you thought up...I'll add them to my repetoire so I can use them when you're being bad again. But I'm glad you managed to survive...I think I see Jabidas coming out of that cell over there... check. Draggor...check. Who is the elf with the Moonblade? Oh well, save the introductions for later, first we need to be complete. Now, where are Tancred and Wah? Let's split up and search the remaining cells for them.' They spread and quickly find Wah, who's managed to free himself from his chains. Then, they open the last door...Grinch peers inside, and quickly retracts his head again. "I think we need a healer", he says in an alarmed voice. Melusine quickly steps inside, and to her dismay sees Tancred slumped on the floor, not moving. She runs towards him and kneels down, placing two fingers in his neck to feel his pulse. He stirs, and looks at her. 'Are you alright, Tancred? Don't worry, I still have enough healing spells...hell, I could do nothing but praying last night anyway...I do hope the collars allow cleric spells though!' But Tancred shakes his head and sits up, "No need for healing," he says "I'm fine." 'You don't look fine to me, she starts to say, but then, to her shock, she sees that the big knight is crying...'Oh my God, what is it? Tell me!' He wipes his eyes and wearily points to the right where Karnas is propped up against the wall. Melusine stares, her eyes growing large and she swallows. 'Oh my God, Tancred', she repeats, 'I- I am so sorry!'
The others look at her expectantly as she emerges from the cell. She looks at the ground and whispers, 'Tancred is ok everybody. Physically, at least. But...but Karnas is dead.' Amid the jumbled cries and gasps of horror and compassion, she raises her hands and asks for quiet. 'Please, someone who is strong enough, free Tancred, and then we must be off. I'm not leaving him here, even though he probably doesn't care any way or the other.'

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Melusine, High Queen of Fluffies, Archbabe of the OHF, the LH,
the HADB and the SPAE(Society for the
Prevention of Acronym Extinction) &
Official Entertainer Elf of the BG2 Bar

Your voice is ambrosia

[This message has been edited by Melusine (edited 06-25-2001).]

06-25-2001, 03:52 AM	#300
Melusine Dracolisk Join Date: January 8, 2001 Location: Amsterdam, The Netherlands Age: 45 Posts: 6,541	~Melusine, still locked in the cell next to Skye, calls out in a tired, mildly annoyed voice: 'Helloooo? Anybody care to open my door for me? Always the same with those human women... the one moment you are plotting escape with them, the next they see a "hottie" and they forget all about the innocent and helpless elf imprisoned right next to them! Oh well... I suppose I'll just rot here forever and ever then. Only I would hate to think what Lord Thought would do to Skye if she returns to the bar without me...probably flay her alive...nah..that'd be too much trouble. After all, he's an Old One...he could make her head explode with a single thought!' She smiles as she hears hasty shuffling feet outside and then the sound of a lockpick instrument fumbling at her cell door. Moments later, a red-faced Skye appears in the door-opening, blushing furiously and anxiously avoiding Melusine's sparkling eyes. 'Thank you ever so much, Skye', the elf says, and then she can't stop the laughter bubbling up in her anymore...'Silly girl, it's ok! I knew you were getting me out! Now, we need someone with a big hammer for these chains...But first, stop looking so ashamed and give me a big hug!' After Melusine is freed from her chains, she purposefully walks into the narrow hallway connecting the cells. In an authoritive yet soft voice, she calls to the others...'OK people, let's pull ourselves together here. We have no idea what this place is, or who captured us, but for some reason I think it has nothing to do with our mmm... little accident while landing. Those trolls were the stupidest I have ever seen, but we seem to be dealing with some frighteningly smart people here who have gone to great lengths to bind us. I mean, we even got collared! Now, I say we have the best chance of survival if we stay together and work as a team. So are there any others whom you ...forgot to take out of their cells? Grinch? Ah yes there you are. Skye, seen you as well. Caleb, those were some pretty nasty new words you thought up...I'll add them to my repetoire so I can use them when you're being bad again. But I'm glad you managed to survive...I think I see Jabidas coming out of that cell over there... check. Draggor...check. Who is the elf with the Moonblade? Oh well, save the introductions for later, first we need to be complete. Now, where are Tancred and Wah? Let's split up and search the remaining cells for them.' They spread and quickly find Wah, who's managed to free himself from his chains. Then, they open the last door...Grinch peers inside, and quickly retracts his head again. "I think we need a healer", he says in an alarmed voice. Melusine quickly steps inside, and to her dismay sees Tancred slumped on the floor, not moving. She runs towards him and kneels down, placing two fingers in his neck to feel his pulse. He stirs, and looks at her. 'Are you alright, Tancred? Don't worry, I still have enough healing spells...hell, I could do nothing but praying last night anyway...I do hope the collars allow cleric spells though!' But Tancred shakes his head and sits up, "No need for healing," he says "I'm fine." 'You don't look fine to me, she starts to say, but then, to her shock, she sees that the big knight is crying...'Oh my God, what is it? Tell me!' He wipes his eyes and wearily points to the right where Karnas is propped up against the wall. Melusine stares, her eyes growing large and she swallows. 'Oh my God, Tancred', she repeats, 'I- I am so sorry!' The others look at her expectantly as she emerges from the cell. She looks at the ground and whispers, 'Tancred is ok everybody. Physically, at least. But...but Karnas is dead.' Amid the jumbled cries and gasps of horror and compassion, she raises her hands and asks for quiet. 'Please, someone who is strong enough, free Tancred, and then we must be off. I'm not leaving him here, even though he probably doesn't care any way or the other.' ------------------ Melusine, High Queen of Fluffies, Archbabe of the OHF, the LH, the HADB and the SPAE(Society for the Prevention of Acronym Extinction) & Official Entertainer Elf of the BG2 Bar Your voice is ambrosia [This message has been edited by Melusine (edited 06-25-2001).]