Tazlure

The older woman in scarlet sneered at Zarius and turned to Finodborn. In a whisper only for his ears, she assured him, "the man is a beast. Beasts must be broken. When they cannot be broken, they must be killed." From out of nowhere, she produced a long thin dagger, black as emptiness, shrouded in a...

Though the other guests in attendance seemed quite inanimate, the growing tension in the room caused two guests to come to life. A dark haired man stood near Zarias, dressed in a fine silk coat of ebony and red brocade. He was sipping on a cup of tea as he whispered to Zarias, "potent rhymes milord....

Just as she was hoping to be left alone to wallow in her sadness. There came another knock at the door. Perhaps it was another message, or perhaps a hapless salesperson who had selected the absolute worst time to peddle his wares to Chris. Should she open the door, she would find another lad with a ...

Not having seen Shadinow since she returned to her inn room from the chapel on the 16th, it might have been a welcome relief to hear a knock at the door. When she opened the door, she would find a young boy with a message for her. Inside the sealed parchment was the word she had fervently wanted to ...

Closing this thread.

Skill increase earned

Healing *
counseling (basic)
acquire one silver flute, with an etched rune

With a nod, Michael was grateful that Chris had succeeded in her task. "Everything is quiet now," he spoke softly. "There is nothing more to do than wait. Why don't you head home and get some rest?" It was clear that, in his appraisal of Chris, he found her to look exhausted. "I'll stay here and loo...

Chris' hope was realized, it seemed, in finding Vanessa moving slightly and breathing regularly as she lay on the floor beside Michael, with bandages covering what had been a wicked wound on her arm. Michael turned as Chris approached and favored her with a smile. "She will be fine. A healer has hel...

As she looked at the flute, Chris found it was obviously made by a fine craftsman. It also looked to be quite aged. As she turned it over in her hands, she noted one character or rune inscribed in it. The character was not recognizeable to her. As she moved back into the healing area, she noted that...

Both of the young hooligans were gone, as Chris looked about. Yet, curiously, the young adhiel girl was no longer standing where she was last seen. Should Chris search around the area of the bodies, and look in the logical hiding spots nearby, she would find no sign of the little girl. Perhaps she h...

One could see it in his face. The boy knew he had only a moment to react ... one precious attempt to recover an object that would be worth a circlet or more to him. With a laughing lunge his fingers reached to grasp it, yet it rolled away from his fingers, almost with a mind of its own. Cursing his ...

There was a long pause, as if he were considering her words carefully. Yet even the most dense and bigoted of persons could see opportunity when it screamed at them. "Very well. There is a family carriage outside. I will take care of sending the word." With that, he turned on his heels and moved out...

The guard looked none too pleased as she approached. "What do you want adhiel ?" he asked with thinly disguised contempt. When she finished asking, "I know the family. Yes. There's at least one of them here, for there is a carriage waiting outside." He offered no further assistance, knowing that adh...

The boys were startled when Chris approached. In response to her question, both shook their heads, while one muttered, "we weren't doing nuthin." The speaker's guilty look belied his innocence. The other boy asked softly, "why's you want to know?" They appeared to be little more than dirty street ch...

There were several guardsmen around that she could approach, but each seemed to be scurrying about answering questions of a queue of distraught persons. There were two lads of perhaps 12 standing about watching the girl with the flute, with interest. Perhaps one could be coaxed into carrying a messa...

Michael seemed relieved to have Chris leave him with Reginald. The injured man started to complain that he did not want Chris to leave, but Michael whispered something reassuring to him. Slowly, Michael began to tell Reginald about himself. The revelations were met with the blankest stares. As Chris...

Michael kept gazing back towards Vanessa until Chris demanded his attention. The scholar did not seem himself at the moment, but who could be after such a savage attack? It was becoming clear to Michael that Chris was under some great pressure as well, notwithstanding the fact that she had lost no l...

Michael paused for a moment, feeling shamed. Yet, Vanessa's arm was near useless. She might have need of him, whereas Reginald's family could wait. Their boy looked like he would live, though disfigured permanently no doubt. Still, as wealthy as the family was, they would find a way to restore much ...

Michael paused as he considered Chris' words. He understood well the importance of the lad and began to move towards the exit before he halted himself. "I cannot leave Vanessa. I must stay with her. It was my fault," he muttered in a tired way. Reginald blinked at them, absorbed in his pain and abse...

Michael nodded and moved over to her patient. He was a grisly sight, but Michael showed a flicker of recognition. Sucking in his breath, the educator swallowed a prayer. "I believe I pointed him out to you this morning in the company of a lady," he breathed with a strangled voice. This was going to ...

If the Mother heard the silent prayer by the adhiel, there was no manifestation of it. Her feelings were heartfelt but nothing happened visibly other than the patient stared at her with clear consternation. "Would that I could tell you more." His eyes darted around as if searching for anything famil...

Aithne was used to merely watching what transpired, but she knew of more subtle dangers than just merely the madness of Dominicus. Her siblings must not lose sight of it. Climbing into the lap of the Mother, as an eight year old might, a voice far older spoke. "Our brother is quite strong ... a cont...

She had come from a cavern to attend this momentous meeting. She had seen it would come to this and wanted to be among the first to arrive. Releasing the guise of an old woman, one that was like a familiar coat to her and appealed to mortals who thought that seers needed to be old, Aithne assumed th...

The bovine daemon grunted, which could be interpreted as a negative answer. No surprise there. The bat squeaked and danced on the shoulder of his friend. "I've not read it," was all it cared to contribute.

She nodded when he bowed, though she was blind, and an enigmatic smile appeared on her face. "Fare thee well Draydis, scourge of the orcish tribes," she bade him. She saw several paths before the young elf, but the lad saw but one. Blind they are to the other paths when it be their hearts that do th...

The crone listened with interest, but it was clear to Draydis that this information was not as savory to her as the last story. Perhaps it was that a young elf fleeing from overwhelming odds was hardly as scandalous as advertised. Perhaps it was that others knew this secret as well. Perhaps she was ...