Part 3 of - The Shadow of Love

[Larry_OHF]

For Andrion

The mage was not in the room, but his presence was ever-present in the entirety of the tower. The only being that was physically inside the throne room was a rotting corpse that held a bow of fine craftmanship in his possession. His name was now Grey, though he could no longer remember what it had been previously.

At the sign of Andrion coming into the room, the ju ju zombie drew up his bow, and waited in case his master were to give the signal to kill this trespasser.

Andrion spoke to the throne as though the Mage were sitting there, knowing that this was a showing of his understanding of his master's powers.

A voice did speak from the darkness within the room, more wispy than normal, but audible and understandable.

"My servant has rested well, and is now ready to be assigned to another labor. Very well. Go to a man by the name of Marcos, the Inquisitor. He waits for Larry at the tavern of the One-Eyed Wolf. Go in a disguise and spread false rumors of Larry to him, without letting him catching your persuasions. Make sure that when you are done, that he believes Larry to be a hazard to society.

One more thing. The three that travelled with you earlier are in the area as well. If they question you, I am sure you can come up with a believable excuse that Roderik overpowered you after you discovered that he was working for the Shadow Mage and you tried to rescue the candle from his grasp, but were too late.

I shall prepare a portal for you to come out near the place where the Inquisitor is.

Do this task well, and you will be rewarded.

Now go."

The voice stopped, but then a portal of darkness swirled into view in the center of the room.

The zombie lowered his bow and appeared to be nothing more than a dead man, standing.

[dplax]

Andrion Wilgor (OOC: did I regain any hit points?

"In case anything goes wrong and somehow they find out who I really work for, do I have the permission to kill any of them?"

[Morgeruat]

Roderik

With a momentary lapse in the neogi's attention that the dog had bought him, rodik closed in, throwing one dagger, and stabbing with the other two, as soon as the first had left his grasp. The trick was to make the creature fear his skills, if that failed, he would be hard pressed to keep his foe off balance long enough to win, especially if it was indeed immune to the music the bard weilded like deadly steel. The thrown dagger hit the creature in the neck, ripping it's attention from the fallen canine back to the lunging bard. It raised one leg and knocked back the dagger in Roderik's left hand, only to discover that the one in the blade's right had sunk in deeply, and found a vital organ (Nat 20, describe if how you feel appropriate *dancing in glee*). The bard quickly retreated to try and gauge the next reaction from the spider-snake creature.

[Skydracgrrl]

Liam

Liam slowly raised his eyes, feeling KayLisa's gaze on him. Deciding the others were ready to go, Liam got to his feet and started towards the edge of the clearing.

"Be on yourrr guarrrd, the forrrest is no longerrr as safe as it was when we enterrred," Liam cautioned before stepping through the enchantment. From that moment on he led the group silently out, towards the tavern.

[Skydracgrrl]

Lyulfe

Lyulfe rubbed his chin and coughed in an attempt to hide his matching grin of amusement.

"Ahem, er, yes, perhaps you should reserve your, ah, skills for later. What ever we do, I do not think we should all enter at the same time, that will make him remember us from our previous encounter... as for sneaking..." Lyulfe paused and mulled over the situation for a moment before turning and addressing Silt.

"Silt, I don't suppose you would be able to sneak past unbeknownst to him, and get to Larry, now could you? And Rong and I could just find some place nearby to meet up with you later..." Lyulfe scanned their surroundings, looking for a suitable place.

[Morgeruat]

Reaper

The crystal ball clouded again, it's vision of the area faded into a foggy haze as the ball stopped showing the magically illuminated area he had been viewing. Something had happened with the shadow's pet mage and his heir. As much as he loathed to admit it he knew that his own power was tainted by the dark one's essence, in fact it had made his rise to power so much easier. But he was not yet ready to test his luck trying to enter the spider's lair. No, he would need heroes for that, ones he could lead by the nose into the jaws of death, that would take down his foe, the more visible, deadly threat. His hollow voice, dead of emotion, but carrying an ominous echoed throughout his keep, "Scraag, come to me."
within moments the goblin's flapping footsteps could be heard, the creatures were unbelievably poor at stealth, but carried great resolve in large numbers (at least when driven forward by proper motivations, such as the threat of being given as toys to Pit Fiends).


The goblin entered the hall of his lord, cowering, fearing the random punishments, and suicidal assignments meted out by the fallen paladin.
It bowed low before the man, trying to avoid eye contact, and generally fearing for his continued well being."M-m-m-Master, what need have you? the goblin refused to meet the gaze of his master until the man's voice sounded again, 'You shall have a great honor, for you will be permitted to leave my lands for a time, under a flag of peace, to seek out the Tavern of the One Eyed Wolf, A group of heroes are gathering there again, and my previous... operative, is unavailable to watch them. Therefore if you find them there, give them this token, the Ring of Koveras, and this talisman." He tossed a small leather pouch to the goblins feet, and waved, dismissing the green humanoid. The pouch and goblin were gone in seconds, and within the hour the goblin would be riding south, bearing the "gifts" to the heroes at the tavern.

ooc: the goblin is riding a horse with a large white flag flying from atop a staff (to hopefully prevent any passing adventurers from killing him)in a faint single stitched outline is the symbol of a scythe in grey thread (not immediately apparent, but if you stop and look carefully it's there plain to see.

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[dplax]

OOC: introducing a new character with Larry's consent. I think that no one was using red as a font color so far, if yes, then please tell me and I'll edit the post. Those who played in the Sea RP game might remember the character.

IC:

Plaxica HP/HP(not agreed yet)

After he barely escaped from death at sea Plaxica stayed several days with some fishermen on the coast of the island where he had managed to get with his last strength. After he had recuperated his strength he still had to wait several days before a passing ship could take him to the mainland. He had never been on the mainland before, the closest he had ever came to it was watching it while sailing by in a ship. He was clueless as to what use he would be here and had nothing except the clothes he had on himself. He had vowed never to set foot on a ship again, after what had happened so going back to his birthlands was not an option. For several weeks he worked at the docks loading and unloading ships until he had enough money to move around some on the mainland.

The night before he left on his journey into lands unknown to him in search of adventure it was with surprise that he learnt from an old man in a tavern about Lyulfe and Rong Er, with whom he had been on one ship. The old man told him that they had passed across the town. He was told in which direction they had headed and having nothing better to think of he went in the same direction. Plaxica reached the Tavern of the One Eyed Wolf a day after Lyulfe and Rong had left it with a group of adventurers. People in the tavern had not liked the group, but told him which way they had went.

It was in the tavern that Plaxica heard for the first time of the one known as the Shadow Mage and a certain Larry Silverfall. He decided not to wait for the group to come back, but using his shapeshifting skills he changed into an owl once outside the town's limits and sped after the group. He followed the visible signs of their passage and reached a certain cave, but they had already left from there, so he followed the trail heading away from the cave. The first visible sign of the group he saw was a man riding on horseback with a man tied up being dragged along on another horse, but before he got close enough to be able to make out details the pair disappeared in a portal. Puzzled Plaxica continued on in the air, until he reached the campsite where Rong, Lyulfe and an elf were still asleep. Still in owl form he perched in one of the trees and waited. It did not take long for the group to wake up and they immediately missed their two companions and a certain candle. Plaxica overheard them talking about going back to the tavern and deciding that the time was not right to show himself he headed back towards the tavern, where he took a room and exhausted from all the activity fell deep asleep.

It was only well into the day when he woke up and went down into the common room. As he got there he immediately spotted Lyulfe, Rong and the elf, who seemed to have just arrived. Lyulfe being the one who was closer to him, Plaxica stopped on the stairs as if in surprise and shouted over the crowd:

"Lyulfe! I would never have thought I would see you again! What have you been up to, since you sneaked off the boat? Oh and is that Rong I see next to you?"

[RoSs_bg2_rox]

Silt 80/80

Silt listened to Lyulfe's idea and mused it over. It was a good plan, and the elf thought it not too hard for him, since although he could no longer really class himself as a thief, it used to be his part time occupation. Maybe 'a rusty thief' would be more appropriate. Silt smiled to himself, and then realised he was getting passed the point. This was only a straightforward walk, which most anyone could perform. "Well Rong, that sounds like the way forward Il just nip in now, and Il meet you beside that reall tall building just over to the West." Silt pointed.

He was just on his way when he heard a voice from behind calling: "Lyulfe! I would never have thought I would see you again! What have you been up to, since you sneaked off the boat? Oh and is that Rong I see next to you?"

He turned back to see the man. And went back to join Lyulfe and Rong to see what they had to say.

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[Elif Godson]

Vincent Pathfinder 98/98


" I am up for it, let's get going but we must use caution. " Strapping his pack and pouch's back on and resetting his quiver Vince looked at the assembled group and smiled.

[TAOWolf]

She looks at Liam, and smiles softly, inclining her head as she looks at Arcades, and steps into line, softly tapping her staff along the well-worn road...

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