Part 3 of - The Shadow of Love

[dplax]

Andrion Wilgor 47/60

"I could do that. I can't foresee sleep coming to me soon. There wouldn't even be a need to wake Lyulfe if two of the three of us stay awake."

[Larry_OHF]

Candle Team

As you wish.

Currently Roderik, Silt, and Andrion are all awake, with Rong Er and Lyulfe asleep, (you suspect).

Even the crickets have stopped their noisy scratching for the night and the desert it quiet. Occasionally, a far away how or other night creature may be heard, but there are no out of the ordinary sounds that would startle a group of travelors.



OOC>>>What will the three of you do? My suggestion is that somebody had better get some sleep, or tiredness will be your bane on the morrow! hehe...Certainly cannot fight off dragons while lazily yawning and rubbing your blood-shot eyes.

Oh...Do you have a campfire?

[TAOWolf]

She listens intently to Liam, and says nothing, only nodding as she looks up at the moon, then walks back to where Arcades lays, sitting down and leaning against him, as she toys with the moonstone ring on her index finger....

[RoSs_bg2_rox]

Silt 80/80

"I will leave you two to it I think, for I am beginning to feel my eyes. We have travelled far today, and I am sure some rest will do me good" and with that Silt upped and left, making his way to a quiet corner. He threw a log on the glowing fire as he passed, he knew how cold it got on these nights and he wanted to make sure that Roderik, above the rest felt warm, for he was unsure of what was bugging the man, but he wanted to make him as comfortable as possible.

Silt rested.

[dplax]

Andrion Wilgor 47/60

Andrion silently watched Silt go to rest. He stayed silent for a few more minutes. He then turned to Roderik and whispered so that he didn't wake the others up.

"I think we need to talk. Our relationship hasn't been... well without problems. Let's just walk a bit away so that we don't disturb the others."

[Morgeruat]

Roderik

Nodding to himself, the bard acknowledged the words of Andrion. As he stood up he caught the daggers and hid them about his person, and walked towards the edge of the firelight. He spoke, lowly at first in a low voice that nevertheless carried well to the mage, but no farther, "indeed, part of the problem I fear is our... Patrons. You have much hostility and rage inside, I have many secrets as well, and neither of us hold our tempers well.

"I have nothing against you, in truth I have great respect for your power, but I will not bow to any man, or let any stand above me. I consider our disagreement over, and finished until such time as you act against me."

[ 06-22-2004, 10:12 AM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]

[Larry_OHF]

As the two men walked away from the sleeping companions, the fire crackled with the new life it had been given by Silt's fueling. The fire was tall and warm, and the shadows it caused on the desert floor danced in their fiery mimic of the flames' movements.

However, (Don't you love when a DM says that?)...

There were no open eyes to see that the shadows of those flames suddenly stopped mimicking the movments of the flames and started dancing to their own unsung song. The shadow flames creeped along the ground and rose into the air, causing a curtain of shadow to fall around the perimeter of the campsite. To those inside the perimeter, they would have noticed only that the desert seemed pitch black, and if there were any ambient sounds to be heard, they were now seemingly further away or quieter.

To those outside the perimeter of the curtain, it would appear only that the flames of the campfire had died down and was not producing enough light to lighten the area as it once was. Snores from any sleeping members could not be heard, but maybe they just were not snoring. Nothing really seemed wrong.

OOC>>>Andrion can detect the shadows and what they are doing, almost as if he were being told by a still small voice, rather than knowing it on his own. He also knows that the shadows are not there to harm anyone unless required to do so.

[dplax]

Andrion Wilgor

Suddenly at the edge of his awareness Andrion noticed what the shadows had done and realized that the time to act was here. He smiled at Roderik's words as he was already ready to act against him. Andrion swiftly swung up his staff from where he had been carrying it and brought it down hard on Roderik's head, aiming to knock the bard out.

OOC: Nothing personal.

[ 06-23-2004, 09:56 AM: Message edited by: dplax ]

[Larry_OHF]

Roderik has been successfully rendered unconscious.

Andrion has the next move.

[dplax]

Andrion Wilgor 47/60

Andrion watched with pleasure as Roderik fell to the ground, unconscious. He searched the bard, looking for the candle, but then remembered that he had put it in his pack. (OOC: if I don't remember well, then please correct me) As a payback for what Roderik had done to him in the cave Andrion kicked the lying figure three times in the ribs. Then having satisfied his personal revenge he picked out some rope from his pocket and tied Roderik with it. He then tore a strip from Roderik's clothing and gagged him with it.

Andrion then dragged Roderik's body about a hundred meters away from the campfire and hid it among some bushes, then as an extra mesure of security hit him on the head with his staff again, to keep him knocked out for longer.

Andrion then walked back towards the campfire.

OOC: I'll end my move here in case someone reacts.

[ 06-23-2004, 12:30 PM: Message edited by: dplax ]