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Morgeruat · 02-16-2005, 01:03 PM

ooc: ugh, still feeling like a warm pile of brown doggy sausage, but here goes.

Morguerat

The stranger was different, that was for certain, but there was no sense of evil flowing from him. Times like this made Morguerat recall the usefulness of the oft overlooked ability of detecting motives that paladin's possess. Still he had been rescued, and for that Morguerat was greatful, his oath to protect Larry had been in serious jeopardy before this spellweaver had come by. "I'm not sure where we are located now, but prior to leaving the lighted lands for that realm of shades we were at the estate of the duchess of Lesis, and her home, on the swampyland known, apropriately enough as Lesismoore. My goal had been to get a fair distance to the east, but..." He looked at Larry and shook his head, "I fear I have no idea where we are now. Far to the north is Keldorn's Order, a place that was once haven to goodly creatures, home of paladins and friend of rangers. Although it looked to be under a shadow itself when last I viewed it. I also understand the Shadow Mage keeps his home in a tower in the southern lands, but again, I know not where we are in relation to either place. Now, if you'll pardon my rudeness, I have learned some things I should note, before they are forgotten."

While he waited for Larry to recover, both his breath and sensibilities the knight sat, and rummaged a bit before getting his book, ruler, and the ink and pens. He quickly began jotting down names, Madman Rogovich, insane thief who had tried to pinch Byronas' sword to hawk in the marketplace, and later sliced his way into a dragons belly in the titanic battle for the forums. Neb, mind-mage of great power, who among other things opened portals to elemtal alcohol into the paladin's stronghold, let his familiar cause all kinds of chaos, and had a nice oversized head good for hitting with rocks. Even Yorik, the bard who played "Sir not appearing in this game" but who challenged Larry seperately and without aid from the paladins. Garnet and Rastus, her elven cat familiar, led the rangers into battle with Legolas. The memories brightened from tiny pinpricks of light as he wrote them, cemented them into words. The lights awoke other more dim lights, TAO in a cheerleading outfit, Galadria, Imoen, Nalia, and Viconia together in Keldorn's Order of all places. The memories began pouring out faster than pen could be put to paper

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02-16-2005, 01:03 PM	#193
Morgeruat Jack Burton Join Date: October 16, 2001 Location: PA Age: 45 Posts: 5,421	ooc: ugh, still feeling like a warm pile of brown doggy sausage, but here goes. Morguerat The stranger was different, that was for certain, but there was no sense of evil flowing from him. Times like this made Morguerat recall the usefulness of the oft overlooked ability of detecting motives that paladin's possess. Still he had been rescued, and for that Morguerat was greatful, his oath to protect Larry had been in serious jeopardy before this spellweaver had come by. "I'm not sure where we are located now, but prior to leaving the lighted lands for that realm of shades we were at the estate of the duchess of Lesis, and her home, on the swampyland known, apropriately enough as Lesismoore. My goal had been to get a fair distance to the east, but..." He looked at Larry and shook his head, "I fear I have no idea where we are now. Far to the north is Keldorn's Order, a place that was once haven to goodly creatures, home of paladins and friend of rangers. Although it looked to be under a shadow itself when last I viewed it. I also understand the Shadow Mage keeps his home in a tower in the southern lands, but again, I know not where we are in relation to either place. Now, if you'll pardon my rudeness, I have learned some things I should note, before they are forgotten." While he waited for Larry to recover, both his breath and sensibilities the knight sat, and rummaged a bit before getting his book, ruler, and the ink and pens. He quickly began jotting down names, Madman Rogovich, insane thief who had tried to pinch Byronas' sword to hawk in the marketplace, and later sliced his way into a dragons belly in the titanic battle for the forums. Neb, mind-mage of great power, who among other things opened portals to elemtal alcohol into the paladin's stronghold, let his familiar cause all kinds of chaos, and had a nice oversized head good for hitting with rocks. Even Yorik, the bard who played "Sir not appearing in this game" but who challenged Larry seperately and without aid from the paladins. Garnet and Rastus, her elven cat familiar, led the rangers into battle with Legolas. The memories brightened from tiny pinpricks of light as he wrote them, cemented them into words. The lights awoke other more dim lights, TAO in a cheerleading outfit, Galadria, Imoen, Nalia, and Viconia together in Keldorn's Order of all places. The memories began pouring out faster than pen could be put to paper [ 02-18-2005, 12:03 PM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]