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Galadria · 01-06-2002, 07:31 PM

Galadria
She looks more closely at the thing, as she tries to decide about what to do. She finds a broken staff, a piece of what once was a magic spell, and a broken potion bottle. As she searches, her keen eye picks up a trace of movement. Something, or someone, is lurking about behind a nearby stalagmite. She carefully returns to her companions annd points out where she thinks she thought she saw the movement. Grimly, Attalus pulls out his sword and positions his body between the women and himself. Galadria readied a spell, as Viconia slipped in front of Attalus, brushing his hip with hers as she passed. As she closed on the mineral, a small pebble rolled in front of her. Gripping her hammer, she bellowed her war cry and charged, quickly followed by Attalus. As they plunged behind the rock, they were surprised to find a small drow child, one leg chained to a stake in the floor of the cave. They lowered their weapons as the child shrieked.
Attalus
"Gal, it's all right. Come over here." As the mage joined her friends, she saw them stooping over the child, surely no more than the eqivalent of eight in a human. Viconia was speaking urgently to the waif in Drow, as attalus severed the chain with one swing of Carsomyr.
VICONIA
(straightens up)Abbil, she say that a drow mage lured her to his house, then abused her. He then brought her here and staked her out. She thinks she is bait for something, but he would not tell her anything. The idea. True, she is of no real House, but for a mere male...(she trails off) I am sorry, abbil. In this place, I fall back into old habits of thinking. Forgive me, Attalus. (she places her hand on his arm and looks into his eyes)
ATTALUS
(Looks determinedly away) "Think nothing of it, Vickey. Only in a manner of speaking."

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01-06-2002, 07:31 PM	#37
Galadria 20th Level Warrior Join Date: November 3, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 55 Posts: 2,830	Galadria She looks more closely at the thing, as she tries to decide about what to do. She finds a broken staff, a piece of what once was a magic spell, and a broken potion bottle. As she searches, her keen eye picks up a trace of movement. Something, or someone, is lurking about behind a nearby stalagmite. She carefully returns to her companions annd points out where she thinks she thought she saw the movement. Grimly, Attalus pulls out his sword and positions his body between the women and himself. Galadria readied a spell, as Viconia slipped in front of Attalus, brushing his hip with hers as she passed. As she closed on the mineral, a small pebble rolled in front of her. Gripping her hammer, she bellowed her war cry and charged, quickly followed by Attalus. As they plunged behind the rock, they were surprised to find a small drow child, one leg chained to a stake in the floor of the cave. They lowered their weapons as the child shrieked. Attalus "Gal, it's all right. Come over here." As the mage joined her friends, she saw them stooping over the child, surely no more than the eqivalent of eight in a human. Viconia was speaking urgently to the waif in Drow, as attalus severed the chain with one swing of Carsomyr. VICONIA (straightens up)Abbil, she say that a drow mage lured her to his house, then abused her. He then brought her here and staked her out. She thinks she is bait for something, but he would not tell her anything. The idea. True, she is of no real House, but for a mere male...(she trails off) I am sorry, abbil. In this place, I fall back into old habits of thinking. Forgive me, Attalus. (she places her hand on his arm and looks into his eyes) ATTALUS (Looks determinedly away) "Think nothing of it, Vickey. Only in a manner of speaking." [ 01-06-2002: Message edited by: Galadria ]