During a long session of story telling and spell training with the other Consortium members, Serra and Ilromie are left to discuss some matters amongst themselves...
Serra says 'Do you think we should ask our colleagues to seek cabal appointments? There are so many of us.'
You say 'I think it is wise, though I wish not to force such appointment on any.'
Serra says 'Perhaps an encouraging letter for those who might have interest.'
You say 'However, it is my understanding that such appointments must be made by a leader.'
You say 'For which there is only Warlords, as I know.'
You say 'I suspect I would have greater success speaking with them directly.'
You say 'Do you feel called?'
Serra says 'Not per se, but can take a position if needed.'
You smile at her.
You say 'Whom would you advise?'
Serra says 'I suppose I could follow my Lord's cabal.'
Serra says 'Though I have never delved much into Law, I have been on fair terms with his followers.'
Ilromie looks pensive.
You say 'Perhaps you could bring civility to them.'
You say 'Shall we waste not the opportunity Solmundi presents now?'
Serra chuckles politely.
Serra says 'If you like.'
You say 'The choice is yours, my friend. I would never force such matter.'
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Serra says 'There is... rather a circus there.'
You say 'Tearea does battle again.'
Serra shivers uncomfortably.
You say 'We need not observe, if you do not wish.'
Serra says 'I do not understand the bloodthirst of these new Warlords.'
You say 'It seems they are drawn to it as we are to the quill.'
Serra says 'I imagine she is testing those she brought to pinnacle.'
Serra says 'Do you wish to watch?'
You say 'Tearea will win with ease.'
Serra chuckles politely.
You say 'Then she will likely issue challenge.'
Serra says 'She told me something about fire when I first met her.'
You say 'Did she?'
Serra says 'Apparently it is what drives her.'
Serra says 'I suppose she follows Lorne as well.'
You say 'I believe, though I am not certain, she follows Diocletian.'
Serra says 'Like that other fellow, with the poem.'
Serra says 'Oh.'
You say 'In fact, he does follow Diocletian.' Serra says 'I have never met either.'
Serra stands up.
You say 'None I know have met him.'
Solmundi is no longer barred from the tavern. <HERALD> Odile the Crier: 'Ilromie has lifted the bar from the tavern on Solmundi.'
Serra blinks innocently.
Serra says 'Why was he barred?'
You say 'Offensive remarks.'
Serra lets out a hearty laugh.
Serra says 'I see.'
The sun slowly disappears in the west.
You tell Solmundi 'I want to talk to you.'
Solmundi says 'What is it?'
You say 'Let us have a drink.'
You are already standing.
You beckon for everyone to follow.
You say 'There are important matters to discuss.'
The eyes of this jotun are filled black with no whites in them. His skin is the color of overcast skies filled with melancholy. Like a distant and forsaken watch tower, he stands tall and silent. Muscles disappear into his armor and it is difficult to tell where the flesh ends and the equipment begins. Overall he makes no noise or forwards an expression. Always gazing to what is in front of him. Solmundi is in excellent condition.
Solmundi is using: <used as light> (Unidentified) (Glowing) the Iron-Trenched Banner of Justice <worn around neck> (Unidentified) (Glowing) (Humming) odoacer's badge <worn on torso> (Unidentified) A shirt that says 'I Love Resatimm A Lot More Than You Think' <worn on feet> fuzzy bunny slippers <wielded two-handed> a quarterstaff <worn as shroud> the soul of Solmundi <floating nearby> (Unidentified) (Glowing) (Humming) the pouch from hell (open) <tattooed> (Glowing) a longsword sheathed in everflowing water
Solmundi says 'Hmpf.'
Solmundi now follows you.
Serra says 'It has been some time, Commander.'
Beside a large bar S-F-F | You are by the bar of this inn. There is a lengthy polished | | | oak counter against one side of the room. A rack above it * *-* | is laden with various pitchers and glasses, and behind the | | | | bar is a giant keg of some dark ale. A bartender is here *>@-o | to serve drinks to all patrons of the inn. To the north | is the entrance to the stage, and to the east you see a | fancy-looking dining room. There is a bin for returning | used mugs and glasses to the west. A sign on the wall | depicts the winning hands of Whirlwind Poker. ---------+
[Exits: north east] A tankard shaped like a lady beggar displays a bosom slot for tips. Soft velvet cloth has been draped over this mahogany table. A round wine glass is on a polished bar. A polished bar is here, with a row of brass taps at one end of it. Jaloro the half-elf mans the poker table. Solmundi walks in. Serra flies in. A spotted owl flies in.
You fill a shot glass with firebreather and set it on the bar.
You fill a shot glass with firebreather and set it on the bar.
You fill a glass with red wine and place it on the bar.
Solmundi says 'It has been some time.'
You press the "kiddie" button and a juice box drops from a dispenser onto the bar.
Serra must like you a great deal to beam at you so broadly!
Serra gets a juice box from a polished bar.
You get a round wine glass from a polished bar.
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Serra says 'What has been happening while I was asleep?'
The goblin leader yells 'Goblins...Attack!!'
Solmundi says 'Oh, a few things.'
Solmundi stops wielding a quarterstaff. Solmundi wields the Blade of Chaos.
Serra says 'Why are you...'
Solmundi says 'I've become a little more...'
Serra boggles at the concept.
Serra looks at Solmundi. Serra's eyes tear up from the mist of onions.
Solmundi says 'Perceptive.'
Solmundi stops wielding the Blade of Chaos. Solmundi wields a quarterstaff.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Serra's eyes are filled with serenity.
Serra says 'Good gracious, onions.'
Solmundi says 'And someone has become more narrow minded.'
Solmundi glares icily at you.
Serra rubs her watering eyes.
You say 'You have fallen, in more ways than I thought if you bear that blade in earnest.'
You say 'Though perhaps it is the truth of Justice showing through.'
Serra says 'How did you come to this perception?'
Solmundi says to Serra 'See what I mean?'
Solmundi says 'Narrow. Minded.'
The town clock tolls once as the day begins.
You say 'You were asked to explain yourself.'
Solmundi says 'Well. It started with blood.'
Serra blinks innocently.
Solmundi says 'And it ended with vision.'
Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses.
Solmundi says 'And now I see all things.'
Serra says 'That is splendidly vague.'
Solmundi says 'I'm surprised you haven't interrogated Ilromie about this.' Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses.
Solmundi says 'But then again she probably would lie about my story.'
Serra says 'She said only a little. And Pauwyr told me he would write a story.'
You say 'I have had more important matters to discuss.'
Serra nods.
Solmundi says 'Like what? How to throw tantrums until you're placed on the breaking wheel? For the crime of littering?'
Serra says 'It is always best, however, to hear the story from its source.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches.
Ilromie rolls her wine glass in her fingers.
You drink red wine from a round wine glass.
You drink red wine from a round wine glass.
Solmundi says 'Throwing down- yeah see, Look at your own eyes.'
Solmundi says 'Ahem.'
Serra blinks innocently.
Solmundi says 'Anyway, My apologies Serra.'
Solmundi says 'What exactly would you like to know?'
Serra's skin returns to normal.
Solmundi looks at Serra. Solmundi's eyes tear up from the mist of onions.
Serra says 'Well, many things - what happened? What have you learned? What do you see now?'
Solmundi looks at you. Solmundi's eyes tear up from the mist of onions.
You are sober. Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses.
Solmundi utters the words, 'pzrw ay yjghuqz'. Solmundi creates a helm of Justice!
Solmundi holds the helm in his hand and looks into it.
Serra drinks apple juice from a juice box.
Serra drinks apple juice from a juice box.
Solmundi says 'I was looking into the hallowed eyes of this helm.'
Solmundi says 'Wondering how many skulls, helms just like it protected.'
Solmundi says 'So many minds, spirits, and wills.'
The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
Serra nods.
Solmundi says 'Each with a mother.'
Solmundi says 'That is when the darkness called to me.'
Serra blinks innocently.
Griremas yells 'God of Fire, grant me your favor!'
Solmundi says 'It's dark eyes.'
You say 'Certainly you heard its call before.'
Solmundi says 'Filled with blood. The liquid that give them sight.'
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Solmundi says 'It was the god of blood.'
Serra sits down and thinks deeply.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Solmundi says 'That reminds me.'
Serra says 'But... sir... what of our lord?'
Serra bows her head in worship of Kedaleam.
Solmundi says to you 'Remind me to ask you about your family's orphanage that toasted some children.'
Solmundi says 'Anyway.'
Dzaela steps out of the shadows. Dzaela gives a small tent to Serra.
Serra snorts derisively.
You say to Solmundi 'Your vile lies hold no power over me.'
Solmundi says 'I.. took that feeling a little further, but how could I betray my ways? I couldn't.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Solmundi says 'I wanted to become one with the law. I wanted it's blood in my veins.'
You say 'Yet you bear that blade...'
You peer intently at Solmundi.
Solmundi says 'A sacrifice was in order.'
Solmundi says 'So I put on my helm like a good little lawman.'
Solmundi says 'Placed my hands upon it's collar and twisted it until my neck broke and I feel to the ground as a sacrifice. An offering.'
You conjure a cloud of yellow dust.
Solmundi says 'Fell.'
Solmundi coughs loudly.
Tearea walks in.
Serra slowly floats to the ground.
Serra shivers uncomfortably.
Tearea sits down and thinks deeply.
Tearea says 'Is it cold?'
Solmundi says 'And the rest is history. My sacrifice was accepted and I ascended.'
Serra says 'You sacrificed yourself... a follower of the god of Law... for the god of Blood.'
Serra says 'To become the Law?'
Serra says 'I do not understand.'
Tearea relaxes her posture.
Solmundi says 'Ugh.'
You tell Tearea 'Would you like a drink?'
Tearea looks at a large bottle of "Gutshaker".
Tearea shakes her head.
Solmundi says 'Serra, what pulses through your body?'
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Serra's eyes are filled with serenity.
Serra says 'Life, I suppose.'
The town clock tolls once as the day begins.
Solmundi says 'Don't dodge.'
Solmundi says 'It's blood.'
Solmundi says 'Same with illi's body here.'
Tearea walks north.
Serra chuckles politely.
You say 'In fact, there is more magic than blood in here.'
Serra says 'Blood, sir, is mostly made of water.'
Solmundi says 'What are you a biologist?'
Serra chortles mischieviously at Solmundi.
You say 'Insult not her knowledge.'
You glare icily at him.
Solmundi says 'Anyway.'
Serra says 'It is water that gives life to all things.'
Solmundi says 'The god of blood flows through all of us.'
You say 'False.'
You drop a round wine glass. A round wine glass shatters into fragments.
You fill a glass with red wine and place it on the bar.
You get a round wine glass from a polished bar.
Solmundi says 'Oh okay, Illi, slit your throat and let's see how far you get without blood.'
You say 'You have yet to explain your blade.'
Solmundi says 'Oh that.'
Solmundi says 'This small thing here is just helping me learn about chaos so that I can better destroy it.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches. Shattered pieces of glass crumble into dust.
Serra peers at the blade intently.
Serra says 'Ah, indeed?'
Serra says 'What does it teach you?'
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Solmundi licks his lips and stares at the blade.
Solmundi eats the Blade of Chaos.
You grimace painfully at the thought.
Solmundi says 'That chaos has a certain taste.'
Bamor walks in. A goliath walks in.
Serra says 'Sooo.... you can now eat it from the lands.'
Serra smiles at Bamor.
Solmundi says to Bamor 'Watch her. She's up to her old ways.'
Bamor gallantly tips his hat to Serra.
You smirk.
Bamor peers around himself intently.
The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
You drink red wine from a round wine glass. Your thirst is quenched.
You say to Bamor 'A drink?'
You stand at a polished bar.
Bamor rumbles out like a grating rock 'I am fine, I don't drink on watch.'
Solmundi says 'Good man.'
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
Serra says 'Did Lord Kedaleam have no reaction?'
You say to Solmundi 'In fact, I recall you had no such concerns.'
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Serra tells the group 'It is likely best we do not rush into things with these Justices. I fear he may have betrayed my Lord.'
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Vikka the serving girl walks north.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Solmundi says 'He wasn't too happy about it.'
Solmundi says 'But if you notice, I still have his tattoo.'
You tell your group 'If so, would the Justices not have greater need of your advice?' Bamor looks at Solmundi. Bamor's eyes tear up from the mist of onions.
Solmundi says 'Maybe it's his way of trying to change me.'
Solmundi says to you 'Because I knew I could still perform my duty.'
Serra says 'It is but a blemish, if you no longer believe.'
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Serra bows her head in worship of Kedaleam.
Bamor bows his head in worship of Kedaleam.
Solmundi says 'Hmpfh.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Solmundi says 'I still remember his blessings.'
Serra says 'It is not he who changed, but you...'
Solmundi says 'That's a shocking conclusion.'
Serra says 'I pray someday you will return to our path, armed with the knowledge that you seek.'
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily. Bamor is surrounded by a white aura.
Solmundi says 'Hmpf.'
Solmundi says 'Kneel down and pray all you want.'
Solmundi says 'But prayer will do you no good.'
Solmundi says 'If you want to get anywhere in this world you need to offer blood.'
Serra chuckles politely.
You shake your head.
Serra says 'That, sir, is a narrow perception of the world indeed.'
Solmundi sighs.
Solmundi says 'You disappoint me Serra.'
Solmundi says 'You used to side with me against Ilromie.'
You drink red wine from a round wine glass.
Solmundi says 'Now you sound like her.'
The town clock tolls once as the day begins.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Serra's eyes are filled with serenity.
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily.
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily.
Serra says 'I do not side, sir. I merely observe and speak what I see.'
You say 'Perhaps it means I am right.'
Solmundi says 'You do side.'
Solmundi says 'In fact Serra.'
You smirk.
Solmundi says 'What does your god think when it comes to Ilromie?'
Serra says 'He does not approve of her actions.'
Serra shrugs helplessly.
You say 'In fact, when last I saw him he gave me a gift.'
Solmundi says 'So he has a side?'
Bamor rumbles 'Vikka.'
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Bamor buys a greasy gnomeburger.
Bamor buys a greasy gnomeburger.
Serra says 'He follows the rules of law.'
Bamor eats a greasy gnomeburger.
Bamor eats a greasy gnomeburger.
Bamor buys a greasy gnomeburger.
Bamor eats a greasy gnomeburger.
Bamor gets a tin canteen from a heavy backpack.
Bamor drinks water from a tin canteen.
Bamor drinks water from a tin canteen.
Bamor puts a tin canteen in a heavy backpack.
Solmundi says 'Say it with me here.'
Solmundi says 'Nice and slow.'
Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses.
Solmundi says slowly 'He does not approve of Ilromie.'
You snort derisively.
The white aura around Bamor fades.
Solmundi says 'He enjoyed it when I placed her on the breaking wheel.'
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily. Bamor is surrounded by a white aura.
You say 'I would trust no word from a betrayer like you.'
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
Solmundi says 'How would I know you ask? Because I worshipped him just like you do Serra.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches.
Serra says 'You must understand, our relationships with him are quite different.'
Solmundi says 'So yeah, Serra. YOu have a side.'
Serra says 'You were his officer.'
Solmundi says 'And you are his deputy.'
Serra shakes her head.
Serra says 'He guides me only through my element.'
Solmundi says 'HE GUIDES YOU THROUGH THE LAWS!!'
You say to Bamor 'Do you believe Lord Kedaleam enjoys seeing bodies broken upon the wheel?'
Serra says 'He has never forced me to read the laws or become a stickler for them.'
Solmundi says 'Blasphemy.'
Solmundi says 'To your own god.'
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily.
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily.
Serra says 'If he found me failing, he would not have blessed me.'
Bamor examines a bastard sword closely.
Solmundi says 'IF I were him. I would take away your ability to commune with him.'
Serra says 'I did not seek it from him.'
Bamor examines a thin bladed polearm closely.
Serra lets out a hearty laugh.
Serra says 'You know us not at all, sir.'
Serra's hunger scratches her.
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily. A magic mushroom suddenly appears.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. A stack of pancakes suddenly appears.
Serra gets a stack of pancakes.
Serra eats a stack of pancakes.
Bamor gets a magic mushroom.
Bamor closes his eyes momentarily. Bamor bows his head and is filled with a virtuous light.
Solmundi says 'Hmpfh.'
You say 'You believe you see more clearly, but it seems your vision is but muddled.'
Solmundi says 'I know you a little, but it's true. I do not know all of you.'
Bamor rumbles 'Commander.'
Bamor gives Solmundi a firm and respectful salute.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Bamor rumbles 'Serra.'
Bamor bows before Serra.
The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
Serra bows before Bamor.
Bamor rumbles 'Criminal.'
Bamor nods at you in agreement.
Serra says to Bamor 'Be well, sir.'
Bamor walks north. A goliath walks north.
Nod your head off -- they aren't here.
Serra sits down and rests.
You drop a round wine glass. A round wine glass shatters into fragments.
Vikka the serving girl walks north.
Shattered pieces of glass crumble into dust.
Solmundi says 'So you back ilromie's ways then?'
Serra says 'It is not my place to force her, or you, or anyone I meet into a form they do not flow naturally.'
Serra says 'This is the way of Water.'
Serra stands up.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Serra sits down and rests.
Beside a large bar S-*-F | You are by the bar of this inn. There is a lengthy polished | | | oak counter against one side of the room. A rack above it * *-F | is laden with various pitchers and glasses, and behind the | | | | bar is a giant keg of some dark ale. A bartender is here *>@-o | to serve drinks to all patrons of the inn. To the north | is the entrance to the stage, and to the east you see a | fancy-looking dining room. There is a bin for returning | used mugs and glasses to the west. A sign on the wall | depicts the winning hands of Whirlwind Poker. ---------+
[Exits: north east] A tankard shaped like a lady beggar displays a bosom slot for tips. Soft velvet cloth has been draped over this mahogany table. A lava shot is on a polished bar. A lava shot is on a polished bar. A round wine glass is on a polished bar. A polished bar is here, with a row of brass taps at one end of it. (Charmed) A large spotted owl is perched here. Serra is resting here. Solmundi the Darksworn is here. Jaloro the half-elf mans the poker table.
Solmundi says 'She poisons water.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
You get a round wine glass from a polished bar.
The goblin leader yells 'Goblins...Attack!!'
You scoff at the idea, how absurd!
You say 'In fact, that is an absurd accusation.'
Serra says 'It seems so.'
Solmundi says 'In fact, it's not.'
Serra stands up.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Serra puts a small tent in a mysterious bag of the Magi.
Serra says 'Show me then.'
Serra sits down and rests.
Solmundi says 'Okay.'
You raise an eyebrow at the notion.
Serra puts a juice box in a wooden bin.
Serra presses a button and a juice box drops from a dispenser onto the bar.
Serra gets a juice box from a polished bar.
Serra takes a sip from a juice box.
Solmundi says 'So water is the daily lives of the citizens.'
Solmundi says 'They each respect the laws and order is maintained.'
You snort derisively.
Solmundi says 'Then Ilromie comes with her poisonious thoughts and tries to spread her taint to others.'
Solmundi says 'Notice Kali is in the shadows now? That's her fault.'
You say 'I encourage people to think for themselves and break free of your tyranny.'
Solmundi says 'She poisoned him.'
Solmundi says 'Anyway, she poisons the waters.'
Serra lets out a hearty laugh.
The town clock tolls once as the day begins.
Serra says 'I see.'
Solmundi says 'Stops the flow, causes floods. Innocent families lose their lives.'
Solmundi says 'Did she ever tell you what she did to Lux?'
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
Serra says 'I will reserve judgment on that until I have heard from Kali, whom I have not seen.'
Solmundi says 'Or a civilian she thought was a thief?'
Serra stands up.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Serra's eyes are filled with serenity.
Serra sits down and rests.
Ilromie turns a bit pink and tightens her grip on her glass.
You say 'Lux forgave me, for following the lead of an elven paladin in error.'
Solmundi says 'Or that she brought down the heavens to strike this fair city?'
Serra raises an eyebrow.
You say 'That was a thief.'
Serra says 'It is not Ilromie that is the god here.'
You say 'So was the one who assaulted me when you left town with an illithid.'
You say 'Citizens were unprotected, then brought to 'justice' for defending themselves.'
Serra stands up.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Serra's skin turns to stone.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Serra bows her head in worship of Kedaleam.
Serra sits down and rests.
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches.
Solmundi says 'Hmpf.'
Solmundi says 'Defending one's self involves mundane things like swords.'
Solmundi says 'You brought down meteors and struck three innocent officers.'
You scoff at the idea, how absurd!
You say 'Although...'
Solmundi says 'Could have missed us and killed an innocent grandma in the process.'
You say 'Heavenly power, I do like the sound of that.'
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Solmundi says 'Why not, Illi?'
You say 'Duchess or Polymath is the proper way to address me.'
You glare icily at him.
Solmundi grins evilly.
Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses. Jaloro gets a juice box from a wooden bin. Jaloro grumbles to himself 'Uff. More scrubbing.' The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
Solmundi says 'Sorry. Old habits.'
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
Solmundi says to Serra 'What's this about gods? You've noticed finally?'
Serra says 'That was a delayed reaction.'
You smirk.
Serra says 'I have seen you prior. I just did not speak to you.'
Serra says 'It is a...disturbing thing to witness one who once believed in one's god, now riven.'
Solmundi says 'Just don't give into illi's poison.'
Solmundi says 'You know nothing of the disturbing.'
Serra says 'Indeed. That is why I am here listening.'
You fill a glass with red wine and place it on the bar.
You drink red wine from a round wine glass. Your thirst is quenched.
Solmundi coughs loudly.
Solmundi says 'It is unlike you to insult others.'
Serra says 'I did not call you disturbing. It is the feeling of shock of the sight.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Vikka the serving girl walks north.
Solmundi says 'Hmmmmmm.'
Serra says 'I awoke and many things had changed. And many things, too, had become unrecognizable.'
Solmundi looks away in thought.
Serra stands up.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Serra sits down and rests.
Serra drinks apple juice from a juice box.
Solmundi grins evilly.
Solmundi says 'Do you understand pain? Serra?'
Serra chuckles politely.
Serra says 'Are you asking if I have suffered?'
You say to Solmundi 'Threaten her not.'
Serra says 'I have. I am not afraid of it.' You frown at what he did.
Vikka the serving girl walks north.
Solmundi says 'What about your loved ones? Have they been afraid of it?'
Serra says 'There are some who are, and some who are not.'
Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses.
You are surrounded by a white aura.
Solmundi repeats 'Are not.'
You drink red wine from a round wine glass.
You drop a round wine glass. A round wine glass shatters into fragments.
Solmundi says 'They are not with us anymore?'
The town clock tolls once as the day begins.
Serra looks at Solmundi. Serra's eyes tear up from the mist of onions.
Shattered pieces of glass crumble into dust.
Serra says 'Some... I have lost.'
You comfort her.
Solmundi says to you 'And what are you going to do about it? Throw wineglasses? Maybe fall flat on the floor and cry?'
Solmundi says 'Oh so they felt pain.'
Solmundi says 'Ever wonder what that pain felt like?'
Serra is surrounded by a white aura.
Serra says to you 'I am fine.'
Serra smiles at you.
You glare icily at him.
Serra says 'Show me.'
Serra gazes impassively at Solmundi.
Solmundi licks his mouth and smiles.
Solmundi says 'Well.'
Solmundi says 'I'm picturing someone you loved.'
Garp the citizen of Seringale yells 'Dat drow queen Eurayel dead and gone, we all safe now!'
Solmundi says 'And they walked around searching for you.'
Solmundi says 'With nothing but a parchment you sent them.'
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches.
Solmundi says 'Tear-stained I might add.'
Solmundi says 'Wondering why you abandoned them.'
You tell your group 'He lies. Lumubella knew where to find you.'
Serra's jaw clenches.
Solmundi says 'Wondering why they were such a fooooool.'
Serra stands up.
Solmundi says 'Wondering if they were a fool to begin with or if you made them a fool.'
Serra lets out a hearty laugh.
Serra's thirst scratches her. The white aura around your body fades.
You are surrounded by a white aura.
Serra says 'I am sorry. You almost had me there.'
Serra sits down and rests.
Solmundi says 'Love makes fools, Serra.'
Serra says 'I'm afraid, sir, you do not know the people of this land very well.'
The white aura around Serra fades.
Serra says 'We were fools, indeed, but we were cognizant of it.'
Serra says 'Not wondering.'
Serra stands up.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Serra is surrounded by a white aura.
Solmundi says 'Well.'
Serra sits down and rests.
Solmundi says 'Want to know where she is now?'
Serra raises an eyebrow.
Serra says 'Don't tell me you have some earrings or a spine in your pocket.'
Serra says 'Gift of your lord of Blood.'
You say 'He'd best not.'
Solmundi says 'No, I have better.'
The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
Solmundi says 'Hmmm.'
Solmundi sighs.
Solmundi says 'I've felt what you've felt.'
Serra says 'Cannot find her?'
Solmundi says 'I've felt what she felt.'
Solmundi says 'Why did you abandon her?'
Serra says 'You have not answered my question yet.' Jaloro checks the wooden bin for used glasses.
Solmundi says 'Fine. Quid pro quo.'
Solmundi says 'Yes I've found her.'
Solmundi says 'But go find yourself a medium.'
Serra says 'Valindra will attend me.'
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Solmundi says 'I answered your question.'
Serra says 'I did not abandon her. I told her where I was going, and why.'
Serra says 'I told her well before I made my trip to the ice.'
Serra says 'I told Ilromie, too...'
You nod.
Solmundi says 'And how did she repond to that?'
Vikka the serving girl walks north.
<MYSTIC> Glorwinda the Psi-Ascetic: 'The winds welcome your return, Pauwyr the Sage of Arcane Power, Annotator of Arcane.'
<MYSTIC> (Annotator) Pauwyr: 'Hello.'
Serra says 'We spent our time together the best we could. And then we said goodbye.'
<SCHOLAR> (Polymath) Ilromie: 'Greetings. We are in the Tavern, suffering through Solmundi's lies.'
Ilromie looks down at the bar, remembering.
Serra says 'I did not expect to awaken.'
Serra says 'Something...brought me back.'
Serra frowns.
Ilromie says quietly 'I thought it would be the last I would see you.'
<MYSTIC> (Annotator) Pauwyr: 'I really have to finish this story. It will reveal the truth. Breaking news to come.'
<SCHOLAR> (Polymath) Ilromie: 'I await with great anticipation.'
Solmundi says to you 'Felt pain by her vanishing?'
You snort derisively at Solmundi.
You say 'She did not vanish.'
Pauwyr flies in. Davairus walks in.
You say 'But there is nothing in life that can fill the space Serra does.'
Serra shakes her head.
Serra says 'That is not true. But you are kind for saying it.'
Solmundi says 'Her love thought she vanished for good.'
Beside a large bar S-*-F | You are by the bar of this inn. There is a lengthy polished | | | oak counter against one side of the room. A rack above it F *-* | is laden with various pitchers and glasses, and behind the | | | | bar is a giant keg of some dark ale. A bartender is here *>@-o | to serve drinks to all patrons of the inn. To the north | is the entrance to the stage, and to the east you see a | fancy-looking dining room. There is a bin for returning | used mugs and glasses to the west. A sign on the wall | depicts the winning hands of Whirlwind Poker. ---------+
[Exits: north east] A magical spring flows from the ground here. A tankard shaped like a lady beggar displays a bosom slot for tips. Soft velvet cloth has been draped over this mahogany table. A round wine glass is on a polished bar. A lava shot is on a polished bar. A lava shot is on a polished bar. A polished bar is here, with a row of brass taps at one end of it. A gigantic black dragon dripping with blood is here. (Translucent) (White Aura) Pauwyr the Sage of Arcane Power, Annotator of Arcane is here. (Charmed) A large spotted owl is perched here. Serra is resting here. Solmundi the Darksworn is here. Jaloro the half-elf mans the poker table.
Pauwyr utters the words, 'invisibility'. Pauwyr fades out of existence. The town clock tolls once as the day begins.
Serra says 'That is my burden to carry.'
Solmundi chuckles politely.
Pauwyr utters the words, 'familiar'.
Serra stands up.
Solmundi says 'I can tell you that she carries that burden as well.'
Pauwyr utters the words, 'familiar'. Pauwyr attempts to summon a familiar. A tiny toad crawls out of the shadows and squats next to Pauwyr's foot.
Solmundi says 'Maybe that will make you feel better.'
Serra eats a stack of pancakes.
Serra sits down and rests.
Pauwyr puts his toad in his pocket.
Pauwyr bows his head in worship of Vhrael.
Serra says 'You speak with her still?'
Solmundi says 'Do you think she is worth speaking too?'
Serra says 'Of course.'
Pauwyr's protective shield dissipates.
Pauwyr utters the words, 'word of recall'.
Pauwyr says 'Noooo.'
Pauwyr sighs.
Pauwyr flies north.
Players near you in Seringale: <PK> Pauwyr The Main Street Davairus Beside a large bar <PK> Serra Beside a large bar <PK> Ilromie Beside a large bar <PK> Solmundi Beside a large bar
Serra chuckles politely.
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches.
Solmundi says 'Do you think you can still talk with her?'
Davairus utters the words, 'gaiqhjabral' traces the words "gaiqhjabral" in a bloody mist.. Davairus is surrounded by a white aura.
Davairus says 'Working on a new way of magic.'
You say 'Blood magic?'
You frown disapprovingly.
Davairus says 'I am excited to share.'
Serra says 'I do not know.'
Davairus says 'You simply move your fingers in the air and make the word instead of speaking.'
Serra says 'If it is possible, this is the first I have heard of it.'
Davairus says 'Some bird told me to be here to listen.'
Serra says 'Do you know of a way?'
Serra peers intently at Davairus.
Davairus says 'Well this seems the most quiet bar ever.'
Solmundi says 'Do you want to know of a way?'
The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
Serra says 'Don't tell me I need to sacrifice blood to know...'
You say 'We have asked two questions, both unanswered.'
You peer around yourself intently.
Solmundi says 'Blood is a pretty direct path.'
Solmundi says 'You shouldn't be so afraid to use it.'
Solmundi says 'Blood is everywhere.'
Solmundi says 'As the blood god himself knows.'
Solmundi nods at Davairus.
Serra stands up.
Serra closes her eyes momentarily.
Serra sits down and rests.
Solmundi says 'Funny.'
Solmundi says 'You'll forsake your lover, but not your god.'
Davairus says 'It is a terrible shame that Immortals cannot get drunk.'
You peer intently at Davairus.
You fill a shot glass with sticky pickled pixie juice and slide it down the bar.
Solmundi buys a mug of ale.
Solmundi drinks ale from a mug of ale.
Solmundi puts a mug of ale in a wooden bin.
Solmundi buys a mug of ale.
Solmundi drinks ale from a mug of ale.
Solmundi puts a mug of ale in a wooden bin.
Solmundi buys a mug of ale.
Solmundi drinks ale from a mug of ale.
Ilromie slides the pickle juice down the bar.
Solmundi puts a mug of ale in a wooden bin.
Solmundi buys a mug of ale.
Solmundi drinks ale from a mug of ale.
Solmundi puts a mug of ale in a wooden bin.
The white aura around Davairus fades.
Solmundi says 'This IS a problem.'
Serra chuckles politely.
You say 'I have heard those that retain their true faith can yet imbibe.'
You smirk at his saying.
Serra says 'You are good at twisting words to seek emotions, sir.'
Solmundi glares around icily.
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Solmundi says 'You are good at abandoning those you love to die.'
Solmundi says 'Is the point I was trying to make.'
You say to Solmundi 'Enough!'
Serra says 'Our connection will not be poisoned by you.'
Solmundi says 'Because there is no connection. She is dead.'
You say 'I never thought such words, but I prefer to here what the true Lord of Blood has to say.'
Solmundi says 'You'll never see her again.'
Serra says 'I know this.'
Serra says 'And you reveal your lie.'
Solmundi says 'What lie?'
Davairus says 'I have no idea what any of you are talking about.'
Serra says 'You cannot speak to her at all.'
Serra laughs, a bit wildly.
Davairus says 'And there's more to me than just blood....'
A beggar yells 'PLAGUE!'
Tir the warden yells 'Lock the gates!'
Serra sighs.
You get a disease-scarred mithril-white ascot of survival from a mysterious bag of the Magi.
You get a disease-scarred mithril-white bangle of survival from a mysterious bag of the Magi.
You remove an earthen mithril-white ascot of the mountains from your neck. You wear a disease-scarred mithril-white ascot of survival around your neck.
You remove an earthen mithril-white bangle of the hills from around your wrist. You wear a disease-scarred mithril-white bangle of survival around your left wrist.
Players near you in Seringale: Davairus Beside a large bar <PK> Serra Beside a large bar <PK> Ilromie Beside a large bar <PK> Solmundi Beside a large bar
Solmundi says 'I could if I chose too.'
Solmundi says 'But for yoursake I do not.'
Serra says 'I'm certain she would have choice words for you.'
Solmundi says 'Do you have any choice words for me?'
l serra An extremely tall, broad-shouldered woman stands before you. Her face is rather plain and square, with a wide, crooked nose which has been previously broken, and pale white scars from what appear to be claw slashes on her left cheek. Her large, oddly colored eyes are framed with long black lashes. The irises are dark blue with large specks of glowing crimson which appear and disappear with every blink. Her snow-white hair is bound in tiny plaits ending in small white and cerulean beads that swing and clack as she moves. A beautiful pink ribbon is woven into one of the plaits and terminated with a crimson bead. The plaits are kept back from her forehead with a simple, plain leather band. Her skin is the color of rainclouds, with a smattering of dark blue freckles across the bridge of her nose, and darker purplish shadows beneath her sunken eyes. Worry lines are deeply etched on her forehead and at the set corners of her mouth. She is emaciated, almost skeletal in appearance, yet her enormous frame belies her Giant heritage. Old stretch marks are visible on her bared upper arms belying her former weight. When she is quiet, she has a pensive air about her. You notice that her stride is somewhat pigeon-toed, though she moves with a determination that belies the strength within her. Fading calluses and scars on her hands show evidence of past hard labor. Streaks of blood are smeared on the simple robes wrapping her gaunt body. She is a master explorer. Serra is in excellent condition.
Serra is using: <used as light> a flashback light <worn on finger> (Magical) a golden serpent ring <worn on finger> (Magical) a dwarven golden ring <worn around neck> (Humming) a guardian's cloak <worn around neck> (Humming) a guardian's cloak <worn on head> (Magical) a golden dragonhelm <worn on torso> (Magical) a suit of scintillating platinum platemail <worn on arms> (Magical) golden dragonscale sleeves <worn on hands> (Magical) golden dragonscale gauntlets <worn on legs> (Magical) a pair of scintillating silver legplates <worn on feet> (Magical) black diamond-studded scintillating silver sollerets <worn about body> ornate robes adorned with jotun runes <worn about waist> (Magical) a sturdy, scintillating silver girth <worn around wrist> (Invis) a deflective null bracer of grounding <worn around wrist> (Glowing) (Humming) a deflective mithril-white bangle of shielding <wielded two-handed> (Glowing) (Humming) a staff of healing <floating nearby> (Magical) (Glowing) (Humming) an earthen flawless ioun <tattooed> (Glowing) a longsword sheathed in everflowing water
Serra says 'Once she sought to save you from yourself.'
Serra says 'We see you now with sorrow.'
Serra bows before Solmundi.
You say 'In fact, one might argue you lost more than she did now that she is gone.'
Serra says 'Be well, sir.'
Serra says 'May the waters keep you safe.'
Serra closes her eyes momentarily. Distant crackling is heard as faith and energy is channeled. A nimbus of white light appears upon the ground.
The nimbus of light encases Serra.
Serra disappears as the nimbus of light glowers and then vanishes.
<SCHOLAR> Xerties the Sage: 'Farewell Serra, may the winds guide you to a swift return.'
