Part 4>>>The Shadow of Love (an LoF adventure)

[Larry_OHF]

OOC>>>Surprised you took that route. I thought you'd first go for the gear, but then you'd have been called a thief by alot of people, so good on you!

Let us say that you past through the door, followed the route until guards took you up and escorted you to where Marcos is at. I bet Marcos will be quite shocked at the turn of events.

A knocking was heard at the door where the Inquisitor was hosting to his two ungrateful guests.

The door opened and in stepped one of the guards.

"Excuse my interuption sir. One of the Right Wing Guards has come, accompanied by Mr. Silverfall and another man. Mr. Silverfall says that they are being followed by killers, and wishes your audience immediately."

[Cyril Darkcloud]

Kiria’na

Her eyes widen as she watches the shifting of shape by which wolf melts and blends its way to woman. That a thing so wondrous as this be done with such casual ease is itself cause for greater wonder. She pauses, her widened eyes fixed upon the woman and words tripping over themselves in the attempt to speak. Her questions indeed are many ......

...... but now is not the time for the asking of questions, but for the speaking of that which she has been sent to speak. Her eyes narrow in stubborn focus and with a sudden tossing of her hair, a gesture more abrupt and purposeful than that which accompanied her playful laughter of a few moments ago, wonder is displaced by message. Her eyes fix their stare upon those of the woman, those eyes whose colors are given to shifting she has been told. “A promise has been made,” she says simply. “Many things have changed, but the breathing of the promise continues.” From the satchel she carries over her shoulder she withdraws a carefully wrapped package. Holding the woman’s eyes with her own, she carefully unwraps it to reveal a slender wooden shaft fletched upon one end with the feathers of an owl, and bearing upon its other the gleaming of a golden triangle whose edges are exceedingly sharp. The air about the arrow hangs heavy with a restless and silent power.

Still looking directly into the woman’s eyes she places the arrow into her hands. She speaks in quiet and solemn cadences, “The Vessel has been broken. A name once lost, now is spoken. The promise has been given and the promise is sure.” She looks away quickly, and her voice breaks. “Why such a thing is so important, I do not know. Why you are so important, I do not know. I know only that this was unused and kept safe, despite its power, even when all other weapons failed him and his body was broken. And that such is the strength of the promise.”

Once more her eyes meet those of the woman. “Should my presence be not sign enough for you, look then to the arrow.” Her eyes narrow again and her voice falls to that of a whisper, and in this she is very much her father’s child, “And should these be not signs enough for you to cease your drifting and claim your freedom, look then, woman, to the skies and await what tidings might travel along the winds of the struggling of life against death in a place that is close to the skies.” Her voice breaks once more as it rises to a more pleasant and natural tonality, “These were the words he has given me for you.”

The moment of stern solemnity passes and the smile returns to her voice.

ooc: Those familiar with the Tavern by the Creek game should recognize this arrow.

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[dplax]

Andrion Wilgor 60/60

"You didn't actually think that the Inquisitor would keep weapons in a cell, where prisoners are kept, now did you? By the way two of the dead guards in Larry's cell have their weapons next to them."

Andrion opened the secret door the drow had indicated and awaited for him to get ready.

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[Legolas]

Inquisitor Marcos of Snowdale - 98/98

Every once in a while, a stroke of good fortune saves you having to go out and do something the hard way.

"It would appear we 'have been found'."

The inquisitor was not entirely certain no slaughter would follow, yet little of the sort was mirrored in his expression.

"Escort him in, so that he may explain his presence here when he ought be secured elsewhere."

[Elif Godson]

Vincent Pathfinder 98/98

" By the god's it is good to see you Larry, and in one piece no doubt " Vince said in surprised tone. Noticing Larry come in accompanied with 2 other's.
" Well met gentlemen " with a slight almost inperceptable shake Vincent looks much calmer.

[Bozos of Bones]

OOC: OK, so the amulet is unenchanted as it lacks the crystal that holds the magic. That is taken from me, OK? I thought that the inquisitor didn't see me yet, that only the guards locked me up and went to inform him.
Kynnen 117/117

"Think? No. But I hoped." Kynnen walked up to the two dead guards on the floor. A longsword was lying beside one, and the other guard held a halberd, which Kynnen took as his own, preferring the power and reach of two-handed weapons. "Yes, this weapon will do nicely. Let us begin, then." Kynnen followed Andrion through the door.

[Morgeruat]

Morguerat

Seeing as he had not apparently been noticed, Morguerat bowed, "Ust Solaris oth Mithas. Sir Marcos, one of the guardsmen, Sir Gregory, told me I may borrow a suit of armor from him, but failed to mention where his room was located, by your leave, I'd like to take him up on his offer before the weretigress arrives. Also, I'd recommend breaking out any silver you've got lying around, it may be your only hope to take her down."

He waited for a reaction before ducking back out the way he'd come.

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[Larry_OHF]

Larry Silverfall 13/13 (Amazing he is still here, eh?)


Larry pushed his way into the room and clasped hands with Vincent and Silt. He heard Morguerat present himself to Marcos behind him.

"My friends! How good it is to see you! So much has been happening! That tiger woman is here, and nearly had me until this guy shows up in the room that is magic dead with a spell of teleportation! Amazing, isn't it?!! And they took Andrion away a while ago, but I do not know what came of him. Have you seen him? I do not think that he is one to be escorted around on minimal guard."

Larry looks up at Marcos, not yet knowing what to even say to him. He decided to let his rescuer do the talking there. He turned back to his friends.

"So...now what?"


Kenden 61/61

Speaking to Marcos when Morgueraut had stopped, he added,

"Sir, This is true. I bore witness that a "were" creature of unkown power follows us, and Sir Gregory was going to attempt to stop her with his men, but the battle was already turning sour when we ran for our lives. We witnessed two men slain, and Gregory was alone when we made our escape. Also, Gregory did offer this man some armor to help you defend the castle from the creature. Shall I go and retreive the armor, sir?"

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[Larry_OHF]

Nanashi

The creature that was raised by shadow came to the door where Larry had passed through. He had only just past, she could sense. It appeared that they had escaped into a well-protected section of the castle, which would only make this search for Larry a trail filled with more blood than she had expected. But she did not fear. Afterall, Andrion was roaming the halls somewhere as well and would eventually catch up. She smiled at her plan as it developed in her thoughts.

She decided to wait and see how long it would take him to get here...for surely he would have followed her trail through the prison and up the secret stairway. He was human, but the Master did not pick complete fools to do his work.

[dplax]

Plaxica 16/70

Seeing that he was now being ignored by the weretiger he shifted to owl form and took to the air, soaring up high above the castle before descending again towards the window of the room, where Marcos had questioned him. He landed on the windowsill and put one of his wings on the wall. When he shifted back to human form the hand was holding the corner of the wall. He knocked on the window with his hand to attract attention.