The Palace of Merlin.

[LennonCook]

Originally posted by Sir Exxon: He sees the dead body of Merlin, and runs over to check it. He confirmes for himself that Merlin is indeed dead, and starts searching the body. As he finds nothing special, he starts searching the room, in hope of finding anything that would lead him closer to why Merlin have been murdered, and who did it. OOC: Sorry, just had to double-post when I saw that I had 2599 posts, I'm now Horus!

As you search the floor, you find a small drop of blood, and a glass instrument with strange markings. You also find a small piece of shattered glass, such as may be from a shattered orb of some kind. Under the bed, you find a number of magazines with explicit images; and a splinter of wood.
Rifling through the nearby desk, you find a large tome of magic, opened at the spell "Create Weapon".

OOC: Hm... I wonder how long until Glorfy is a Hathor ?? (is he already ?? )

[Sir Exxon]

Exxon picks up the glass instrument, and starts studying the marks. He then browses through the magazines, and looks for some connection. He also picks up the wooden splint.

[LennonCook]

Originally posted by Sir Exxon: Exxon picks up the glass instrument, and starts studying the marks. He then browses through the magazines, and looks for some connection. He also picks up the wooden splint.

The marks you notice are very confusing to you- at the bottom there it says ^OC ... up in a straight line from it are seemingly random numbers, with a red line in the center which stops at about the level of a figure 5.
As you examine the magazines, you become very intriqued by the images... then you remember that you`re a paladin, not a priest, and quickly put them back.
As you pick up the splint, you notice that it has been slightly charred at one end.

[Sir Exxon]

As the Cavalier doesnt find anything more, he puts the splinter in his pocket, sighs, and steps back through the portal.
"Guess I'll have to tell the others", he says, and walks up the stairs.

[Sir Exxon]

OOC: Still awaiting some IC... [img]smile.gif[/img]

[Golden Flubba]

I'm still here, what am I meant to be doing?

[LennonCook]

Originally posted by Golden Flubba: I'm still here, what am I meant to be doing?

Roleplaying. [img]tongue.gif[/img]
The new campaign starts somewhere in the middle of page 2... from the first instance of lightblue text... read it; and roleplay.

[Dagorion]

I KNOW you have going to make me delete this post BUT HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO ROLEPLAY IF YOU KEEP MAKING ME DELETE MY POSTS!!! If you want us to roleplay properly you could at least give us something ealse to work with! Maby another assasin killing another member of the order... perhaps Shadowhound.

[LennonCook]

Originally posted by Dagorion: I KNOW you have going to make me delete this post BUT HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO ROLEPLAY IF YOU KEEP MAKING ME DELETE MY POSTS!!! If you want us to roleplay properly you could at least give us something ealse to work with! Maby another assasin killing another member of the order... perhaps Shadowhound.

The reason I had you delete your posts was that they were NOT in anyway roleplaying; but pure spam. BUT that is an interesting idea that you have with someone else getting killed...
*SNAP* Dagorion and Shadowhound fall flat on the floor (which just reapeared) with a very solid clunk. They quickly go off to their personal chambers as does everyone else in the palace through some insane urge- probably due to the fact that the next part of this relies on it [img]tongue.gif[/img] .

The next morning, the gong for breakfast rings early the next morning. As everyone assembles in the great hall, a new gentleman heads the table. His glasses sparkle slighlty as he strokes his long, white,hestands revealing that he is wearing robes of black adorned with a silver belt, symbolic of a mage of much power, and a high position on the Council of the Wise. He speaks in a careful, methodical, voice
"I am Gremerg, Councilor of the Wise. There will be no need to introduce yourselves, as I know you already... now where is Dagorion?"
Everyone looks around, and realises for the first time that the Bladesinger is missing from the table.
Gremerg snaps his fingers once and disapears. He soon reapears in the same position, and says gravely
"The bladesinger Dagorion has been murdered in the same manner as was Merlin. The good news is that he may yet be revived, if we can find who was responsible."

[Sir Exxon]

"Why would anyone want to murder Dagorion? Or Merlin, for that matter?"