04-22-2002, 09:30 PM
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Mephistopheles 
Join Date: July 11, 2001
Location: The Ashes
Age: 37
Posts: 1,427
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ooc:  I'm an emerald dragon!! All bow before the queen of pop-tarts!
Garaeth
City Of Khalidin, The Basilisk's Bed
~Eben scratched his chin.~ "Hmmmm... I suppose if we want to investigate this thoroughly, we must find some..." ~A voice interrupted it was the red haired woman again.~ "Some victims?" ~The lady grinned as Eben nodded head. The ale had seemed to give him a bit more confidence, if anything.~ "Do you know where we might find such, m'lady?" ~She looked at you both skeptically.~ "Are you both posotive you want to get into this? It's a dark business."
Daelan
Just Outside The City Of Lirina
~The woman smiled at you.~ "Il'yandrosa chiana streea nindol zhah l'ilythiiri i'dol." ~She chuckled, watching as the spider crawled from your hand and up your arm, to your neck.~ "But to betray, you must first belong." ~Her black eyes kept watch upon the arachnid. You felt a prick to your neck. As a shadowed haze filmed your vision, she spoke.~ "Do not fear the dark."
~You awoke an unmeasured stretch of time later. You heard a familiar voice, towering above you was the priestess.~ "Usstan belbau nindol shinduago darthirii ulu dos ilharess." ~A second voice from a source you couldn't pray to see echoed through the incomprehensible dark.~ "Dos inbal xunor al ussa dalhar ori'gato l'zud'dar kre'j." ~The priestess nodded.~ "Xas ilharess ilhar." ~You heard a sigh. An obviously ancient drow stepped forward as proudly as she could with her bent back. Her dark eyes looked at you smugly for a moment, then she turned to the priestess.~ "Joros ukta ka uk zhaun ele uk zhah ghil." ~The priestess nodded.~ "Xas ilharess ilhar." ~The priestess then looked down at you.~ "The Matron Mother asks if you know why you are here."
Skye
Castle Grella, Lucky Lance Tavern
~Tobias laughed.~ "Deep in the cups already (angel) menelwen?" ~He cleared his throat.~ "Well, I was just saying that you may find out all you like of me." ~He held up an index finger.~ "But know now that you may learn more than you initially wished to!" ~He chuckled.~ "Such condition you must acknowledge before I utter a word." ~He nodded his head respectively.~ "Then you may ask anything you wish, o' (lonely star) erelen"
Murdock
Outside Of The City Of Nearsessi
(ooc: I had no doubt you'd go after her... But now you have some choices to make!)
~You inhaled sharply and came to a quick stop. Somebody was following you. You could sense it. You looked around through the darkness warily, gripping the hilt of your sword. Too late, steel was against your throat. You swallowed. Your captor smelled awefully good. You found a somehow familiar hand on your shoulder. A familiar voice filled your ears at a whisper.~ "Hello Murdock."
~The blade taken away you could turn and see Zahara. She looked... Different? She was clad like the princess she was, all in fine silk embroidered with the Macaderan serpent. A pair of silver bracers matched the snake-like tiara that sat delicately upon her neatly plaited mass of raven hair. She seemed to glitter in the shadows. She smiled weakly at you, almost wearily.~ "I apologize for meeting you... Like this... But I assure you that this arrangement was not my doing." ~She sighed.~ "Outcasts of the Macadere... They connect you with my return to the desert." ~She crossed her shawled arms to cover the bare midriff you couldn't help oggling. (Some DAMN freaky jewelry over there!) She cleared her throat.~ "They'd wanted to use me as a hostage for some time... But when I returned to Macadere, their plan was foiled. They believe that you are to blame for all this... And so they choose to lure you and kill you... Or hurt you by killing your... Your wife."
Lerris
Cave On The Road To Eastway
~You see a dark tunnel, descending under the ground. Black steps have been carved straight into the rock. Do you proceed?~
Tilara
Trails Inn
~Axel called out after you.~ "Hey wait!" ~His long legs were more than a match for you. He grabbed you by the scruff, the glare returning to his face.~ "You ought to clean up that kitchen if you want to get very far little Missy!"
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