Scenery of the Isle

This is a random collection of the landscape and buildings of Arran. If you have pictures you would like added, please give them to me either in world (notices cap regularly) or via email shilomeister @ gmail . com For convenient viewing, new photos will be placed at the top of this post.

As always, click on picture for a larger view.

 

 

2k and Saia gave us a wonderful land to play in. Their guidelines were simple and they only placed those few restrictions upon the role players that they felt necessary. The ability for any of us to rez objects for role play and not have them returned to us a minute later seems to be rare among the role play lands. 

They have been encouraging, supportive and patient. Know that you have my My heartfelt thanks, and I am certain others feel as I do.

Dragons Death

Ancient One looks to the stars, hearing the call of his Brothers, who after many years of looking down on him have decided its time for him to join them in the sky.

Taking his final trip to his caves he looks down at the land beneath his wings, knowing there are some he will miss and some who will miss him as he lands ever so gently at the cave entrance before walking inside.

Waiting on his mate to arrive as he knows she will have felt the calling, he makes space next to their hoard for them both to lay next to each other.

Watching his beautiful mate walk inside to join him, her radiance filling the cave, he waits for her to lay beside him, no words needed as they lay down close to each other, their eyes meeting in one last smile.

As has happened in the past and will happen in the future, the Dragons closed their eyes as their mortal bodies faded to dust and their spirits rose together to the heavens to watch down on their friends forever

The Spider Wrap

Ivarru: greetings cassandra
Casandra turns from viewing the harbor, totally relaxed, and sees the huge black spider right behind her!!! "EACCKKUUUIII!!!!"
Casandra jumps back
Ivarru: cassandra what is wrong?
Casandra takes to wing and stammers "why, whay aree you tormenting me?? what have I ..I done to you?? Leave me alone"
Ivarru: what do you speak of it is me Ivarru, I have never tormented you
Casandra shields her face with her hands, thinking "what do you mean. You can't be my friend"
Ivarru: it is me, Its ivarru. little pea has down this to you, she has made you forget

Casandra shakes and from a safe distance says "Pea is my friend, Pea would never do anything like this. "
SweetPea (Emyly Beaumont) says 'merry meet lady Cas'
SweetPea looks at Ivarru and then looks at Lady Cas "what wouldn't I do?'
Ivarru: tell her what you have done?  you some how made her forget who I am
Casandra focuses solely on Pea "you would never do anything to me. This monstrous spider says he is my friend Ivarru"
Ivarru: she tell her i am ivarru
Casandra retreats further

SweetPea drops to the ground and looks at Cas sheepishly "this spider is Ivarru'
Swith the Scop (Cyneswith Luik) looks vaguely out of the window and hiccups, mumbling: Faefolk..
Ivarru: i am not a spider. A demon yes, but not a spider
SweetPea giggles "you look like a spider to lady cas'
Casandra flees to the tavern porch thinking it's too big to fit there
SweetPea says with her hands on her hips "and there is nothing you can do about it'
SweetPea takes a big step backwards
Ivarru: release this spell from her. you will do it if your queen commands you
SweetPea shakes her head "uh uh'
Ivarru: she has said it herself. i am ivarru. You are her queen order her to undo her spell
SweetPea says 'you can't tell the lady cas what to do." giggles "she won;t listen to you. you are a spider'
Ivarru: but she can tell you what to do
Casandra quakes, wings a tremble "back up, get away from me, move back, I can't think straight"
SweetPea says "she can try to tell me what to do, but i don't have to do it. she is all too trusting. and you are not one to be trusted'

Ivarru: pea if i must kill you to break the spell i will
Swith the Scop (Cyneswith Luik) blinks and hides under the table, expecting magic.

SweetPea thinks about this 'but then you will show how evil you are to the Queen. do you wnat to do that?'

Casandra hides her face, moves out away from the building, shaking "back away, back I tell you!"

SweetPea flies up to stand by her friend and says "I am here Cas"
Casandra reaches out and grips Pea's hand HARD
Casandra: with a little distance between them, she ponders "what would my friend know that a stupid spider would not"
SweetPea whispers to Lady Cas 'this is a creature not to be trusted, whatever its form'
Ivarru: you are the one not to be trusted
Casandra then says "alright monster, if you are really Ivarru. We have talked of my background. Where did I hail from before I came to this land?"
Swith the Scop slurs in a mumble: 'ow's about the other way 'round.... see if 'e can pull a web out of 'is bum...
Ivarru: i do not hex my friends
Casandra holds Pea's hand tightly waiting, waiting
SweetPea waits with baited breath
Ivarru: why of course you're from .....Aglarond
Casandra eyes brighten, lifting to the spider for the first time with less than abject fear
Casandra what did I say of that kingdom?

Ivarru: the kingdom fell because of her queen
Casandra lets out the breath she didn't realize she held "it is you! You are Ivarru!!"
SweetPea sees from her friend's face that she is beginning to see the truth behind the glamour
Ivarru: yes it is me. no spider could possible know that information
SweetPea tries to pull away from Cas' tight grip
SweetPea says "everyone knows that Lady Cas. It is no secret'
Casandra turns then to her attendant, continues to hold her hand and says sternly "SweetPea, tell me true. Did you do something to cause this?

Ivarru: your friends even allowed this trickery....and they call me evil
SweetPea lowers her eyes and rubs her foot in the dirt, well, I might have had something to do with it'
Casandra shakes her head "not everyone"
Ivarru: Linwe encouraged this
SweetPea defends the elven elder "Linwe had nothing to do with this. he lies, as he always does for his own purpose'
Casandra says "Pea what did you do?"
SweetPea sighs "I glamoured him so you would be frightened of him, as you should be'
Ivarru: you call me the liar yet your the one who did this trick
SweetPea says to the demon "I can not lie.'
SweetPea says 'fae do not lie'
Ivarru: a lie of tricks is still a lie
SweetPea shakes her head 'it is not a lie - the evil of a spider was there all along. it just needed a little encouragement from me'
Casandra shakes her head and looks disappointed in her friend "It is up to each of us how we view others, the opportunities we give them to treat us well or poorly. I chose to believe in goodness of everyone regardless of their race. You know that"
Casandra: Can you undo it?
SweetPea says "if I undo it, will you treat him with caution? do you see how he tried to blame linwe and called me a liar when everyone knows fae are incapable of lies?'
SweetPea says "I only brought out one of his natures, Cas. If it had not been there all along, i could not have made him resemble a spider'
Ivarru: i have never hurt your queen
Casandra says "that is simply one more thing not everyone knows. I will treat him as he deserves to be treated based upon how he treats me. And he has stood as a friend to me, just as you have. Others thought he was tricking me, and blamed him. Why would he not think someone else encouraged you?
SweetPea scowls at the demon "I am sure it would only be a matter of time til you got so into her good graces that she could see no wrong in anything you did.
Casandra looks at her "I want you to undo it Pea"
SweetPea says " I don;t think it is a good idea for you to keep on trusting him. he is playing with your better nature. Ivarru is taking advantage of you'
Ivarru: if i was going to do that don't you thin i would have by now
SweetPea peers over at the demon "I think you were waiting for just the right time to get her to do something evil '
Casandra says "you are entitled to make your own assessment of him, just as I am. However he has never done anything unworthy to me in any way and has given me good advice, with no requirements attached"
SweetPea says "you will never change Cas, but if he gets you into trouble, I won;t help you at all. this is the truth I am speaking now'
Casandra: I do not believe anyone can make me do anything evil without the aid of magic.
Casandra nods solemnly "I will remember your words"
SweetPea sighs and drops to the ground, shuts her eyes and says 'where spider is she sees a demon'
Casandra states with emphasis "Now"
SweetPea stamps her foot and opens her eyes
Ivarru smirks at pea
SweetPea spits at the demon
Ivarru: oh she behaves like a wild beast now
SweetPea says "Lady Cas says we are free to make our own decisions about others and I don;t trust you demon. If you ever hurt my Queen, I cannot help her, but I will make your life as miserable as I can. I promise you that.'
Ivarru: perhaps you will sprout horns
SweetPea scoffs "horns? why would i do that?'
Ivarru: because your an evil little fae. perhaps your becoming an unseelie
SweetPea says "I am not evil. I feel regret for what I did, sort of' she grins
SweetPea says "an unseelie would not have reversed the charm and would not have placed it to protect another'
Ivarru: you are headed down a dark path taking away the freedom of choice from your friends
SweetPea giggles "It is night here! of course the path is dark'
Ivarru: your attempt for humor does not undo what you have done
SweetPea says "I do not think you will harm me. that would show Lady Cas just exactly what you are' she grins
SweetPea reaches into the little pouch she always carries
SweetPea pulls out a handful of sweet smelling rose petals
SweetPea flies over the demon and drops them on him
Ivarru cast his hand in the air, causes the petal to swirl, faster and faster as they combine together to form a flower
Ivarru: here my dear cassandra hands cassandra the flower
SweetPea looks in horror at the demon as he hands Lady Cas a rose. 'you make me sick' she says as she flies off.
Casandra, the fae, reaches out and takes the flower from the hand of her friend, the demon. Lifts the rose and inhales the delightful aroma. "Thank you Pea, for undoing the glamour you thought would be of benefit to me. Thank you Ivarru, for your efforts to persuade her to do so, so that we could remain friends."

The End .......?

 Justine stands on the rock near the docks watching....using her power to withhold the storm that grows daily. The death of the isle is near as the waters rise, but her determination and fear wont let her give up. She has turned down offers from other ships, even that of Wulf, waiting for her father. The storms have slowed him...but he will surely come.

  Captain Dirk Moyet stands near the wheel of the Blackheart, cursing as the storms roll ahead, drawn towards the dying isle as if the isle itself draws them. He turns to the mate, rage on his face "Open the sails ta the max, ye seadogs, the winds will suck us inta the outer bands and give us the speed !!" The mate nods and gives the order, knowing his captain wont hear otherwise.

 Justine climbs to the top of the hills near the entry to the underdark. The last of the orcs comes down to her in a rage and she dispatches him in a brief fight. She watches the surge of water devour the town below and cries. She sees a ship near, and stands as the light of the lighthouse beckons. Her joy turns quickly to sorrow as the ship finds the submerged rocks and disappears into the raging waters.

  The Blackheart rushes ahead, its captain's mind on only one thing. He turns to the wheelman and others near, each face showing fear as the ship closes on the raging storms. The mate is the only one stupid enough to speak "Cap'n, we canna do it, the Silver Star already be lost and we canna see the Ransom! WE canna 'old course, Cap'n!!" Dirk Moyet grabs the mate's collar and raises a fist, then drops it and nods "Aye...ye be right....Twill do na good for me grandyounguns ta lose gramps and mum on the same night...close sails and drop anchor". He looks ahead to the tempest "I be sorry, me lassie...Ive ne'er failed ye till now."

  Justine climbs higher as the lighthouse collapses...she knows in her mind that there is no escape. Two ships have sunk in her sight and the third she expected to see hasn't appeared. She begins to sing the lullaby she sings to Errol and Meri, her mind seeing them playing happily, the last memories she has of them. She doesn't see two red dots behind her, coming closer...

  Zara'draak flies low, her great talons open wide. She roars in rage and snatches the druid below her as the girl turns and screams. The black dragon roars and flies higher, above the storms as the isle sinks below the sea below and behind them. As her powerful wings flap she snarls to her captive "Thisss is the lassst time you sssee me." Zara'draak dives, stopping just above a pirate ship anchored at sea and opens her talons...

  The crew of the Blackheart yells as a huge black dragon dives upon them, stopping just above. She drops a wet, unconscious girl onto the deck, behind the wheel and bellows "Hear thisss, lesssers!! Thisss act is done to repay an act done by the elven eldar of Arran. TELL NO ONE !!" The dragon flaps her great wings and disappears from view. Captain Moyet begins to cry as he picks up his unconcious daughter and carries her to his quarters. He looks at those gathered and says "Ye tell anyone I be sheddin' tears and I'll snap yer bones like dry twigs on a 'ot summer day."  None of them would ever say a word.

The Wedding

     Linwe managed to convince Swith that a walk to the forest would not be such a bad thing.      'Swith..do ye be willing to witness Jacen and I bonding to each other?'
     Swith looked around the forest, scratching at a flea, and then at the strange altar. "Do it involve magics?"

     Linwe chuckled. "The magic of love, mayhaps?"
 Swith  blinked, then twitched a little. Aye... well, aye, alright then..."
Linwe turned towards the altar and quickly cast a ward, just in case, and turned back to her friend. 'I will ask ye to tie the bind' Swith shrugged at this and replied "Aye, fair enough, miss"

     Hearing unelflike movement through the forest, Linwe's ears twitched as they are wont to do, and she turned to see Jacen climb over the last slope to the shrine. Linwe smiled, watching him pull a leaf from his hair and gazing intently at the underbrush, knowing his unease in the forest.
     "Linnon am meleth vîn!" the elven eldar whispered.

   Swith twitched at the sound of movement in the trees, but seeing Jacen, greeted him.  "Greetin's sir..." Responding to the greeting, Jacen nodded his head. "Hello Swith...Linwe..."
Linwe looked down and smiled, blushing. :Vedui, Jacen." Looking back up, Linwe stared intently at her betrothed. "Ye be sure of this, then? Ye can..allas back out now.." Swith looked back and forth between the two. Jacen folded his arms across his chest. "I don't back out of things."  Linwe smiled and whispered "I knows..." Jacen grinned.

 

     "In the elven tradition," Linwe explained, "folks bind themselves to each other with a witness. Do ye mind Swith bein' that?" Linwe turned to look at her friend, standing scratching at lice.
     "Not at all."

      Anticipating his reply, Linwe reached into a fold of her skirt and pulled out a long, red ribbon. She handed this to Swith with the injunction "This be the tie that binds...I will ask ye...to bind our hands as a part of the ritual." Swith nodded and took the ribbon form the elf's hands. "Aye. Right ye are, miss." Swith took the ribbon and inspected it closely.  Linwe beckoned Jacen to come within the circle of the ward. Once there, Linwe glanced about at the surroundings and raised her arms in supplication.  'I come before ye, Selune...as a servant...and ask a boon...that ye bless this binding between myself and this man. I have been yer servant for many years...and have asked much of ye..and I come again..asking more'

     Swith looked up, blinking as if some magic might blast her by accident. Jacen scanned the skies and thought to himself, hoping he would not have to speak to any elven goddess. Linwe continued, oblivious to the unease her companions felt in the forest, a place where she was most at ease.
Zifanwe) says 'Jacen..will ye stand beside me in Selune's watchful gaze?' Jacen nodded. "Always." Linwe beckoned "Then come, take my hands."
     Jacen walked gravely towards Linwe, and took both her hands in his. 'Swith..will ye bind our hands, please?'

 

     Swith jumped as Linwe addressed her, glanced at the strange altar, and then scampered over to the couple with the red ribbon. Ducking below their joined hands, She tied the red ribbon in a neat knot around their hands, and then realized she was stuck between them. Blinking, the minstrel ducked back under their hands and clumsily made her way back to the other side of the altar.
Linwe chuckled at her friend while Jacen smiled at Swith's apparent unease. Linwe turned back to Jacen, their hands bound now by the ribbon and spoke. "Jacen, I bind myself to ye. heart and soul..whatever I have be yours..physical or non...ye be my light, my guardian, my solace. To this , I pledge myself to ye'. Linwe fixed her gaze on Jacen's eyes, waiting expectantly. Jacen blinked, and then  met her gaze and pledged his vow in return. "Linwe, without you I have nothing, what little I have, I give to you, and I pledge myself to you, for eternity." Smiling a loving smile at Jacen, Linwe whispered "Then, tis as it is..and we be one. And forever more, these ties that bind us shall endure'
Swith grinned, showing a few blackened teeth.

     Linwe watched as the red ribbon binding them fast fell to the altar below, still tied. She reached down and picked it up, placing it in a fold of her skirt. Jacen grinned, looking at his new wife. "And Selune didn't even turn me into a frog or anything." Swith glanced over to Linwe and replied " 'Aye... thank the goddess fer that...' Linwe laughed at her friend. Turning back to her husband she said "Nay..more like a...wolf." Laughing she continued, "Now ye be stuck with me for eternity." Jacen tilted his head.  "I wouldn't have it any other way. But don't forget, you're stuck with me too."
     'Aye..I think I got the better bargain though'
Swith chuckled.  "What 'appens now then... we 'ave a drink? "
     "Sounds good" Linwe replied "And to think..we made it without a demon appearing!" Swith smirked "Aye... there's an achievement, any day..."
     "They knew better than to interrupt." Jacen countered.
Linwe, smiling happily, turned away from the thoughts of demons and evilness for that day.
'Shall we go to the Hall then?'

Ghost Dragon...

Linwe sat on teh bench outside Elven Hall, thinking of all she must do to move folks from teh land before teh storms roiling off the coast hit with full force. A small sigh drifted through the air, and as she looked up tp see what or who made it, a small ghost of a dragon appeared before her. Linwe jumped up, feeling through the mist to find the soul, and a pang of grief enveloped her as teh familiar strands touched her own. "Oh! Tis transparent ye are!. Tis saddened I am, ye know." The little white dragon blinked and stared up at her.

"why am i transparent......why am i so light headed .....where am I .....i want my mommy!" Linwe sighed.

'Ye dunna remember than any of what happened?"

" i dont remember anything .... do i know yu , have i been here before?"

Linwe nodded and rached out a hand, feeling the dragon spirit's soul. SMiling, she replied. 'Aye..and yer spirit wil remain here until Samhain..when I will release ye from this earth...ye be in a state of preparation..a rebirth. The dragon gods have deemed wherever it be that dragons go, that ye shall be reborn. Into what..or where..that I canna tell ye.. But..yer soul speaks to me...and allas will..and ye will allas remain in my heart and mind''

The little ghostly visage stood up straight and bravely pronounced, " i will find you when that happens kind Elf and defend you with my honor!"

The Elven ELdar smiled and lifted her hand to her chest, placing it across her ehart as if making a vow. 'And I will accept that defense..for I be Friend to Dragons'

A look of panic raced across the hatchlings face. "i eel ths sky pulling me back .....farewell friend.......farewellllllllllllllllllllllll"

Linwe listend as the dragon's voice faded into the mist, and as a tear rolled down her cheek

She whispered "Namaarie, my friend..."

The Scare

The demon Ivarru (Conner Revnik) comes up behind the fae queen "Cassie". She feels a wind, realizes she is not alone, looks up when her friend calls her name, then lets out a scream "aaassckkkss!!"
Ivarru "why are you screaming? what is wrong?"
Casandra Shilova too frightened to move, sees the strong black legs of the huge spider come closer and closer and encompass her.

Ivarru says "pea must have put a hex on you"
Casandra gasps "ah ah spider, a huge SPIDER"
Ivarru responds "why do you have so much fear? there is no spider"
Casandra staggers back, wings a tremble
Ivarru "why do you move away?"
Casandra panics when she is followed and surrounded with the legs again, twists and turns unable to free herself, wings jerking.
Ivarru "i will nto harm you. pea has done this to you"
Casandra lets out a panicked yelp and desperately takes to the air

Following her to the fae meadow, he said "why did you fly away?" Casandra huddles terrified in her chair with the HUGE black spider hovering over her on some kind of monster strand
Ivarru "hmmmm" and takes to the air flying over the kingdom to locate the troublesome fae.

SweetPea FeatherFeet (Emyly Beaumont) swoops down from the skies and smiles "greetings lady casandra"
Casandra looks up at the friendly voice "he..he...hel...hello SweetPea"
SweetPea cocks her head 'what is wrong? you sound funny'
Casandra finally stops shaking, reassured by how calm her friend is "I...I was scared"
SweetPea, knowing that hardly anything frightens her friend, asks solicitously 'What has frightened you? You are much braver than I am'
Casandra replies "a spider. Not just a small little garden spider that can surprise you when you are walking, but a oh my goddess HUGE spider. As big as a...a...cottage!!! with monstrously long legs, that catch me like iron bars *shudders* and won't let me go!!!"
SweetPea shuffles her feet, knowing Lady Casandra's fear of spiders. "a great big one?' she frowns and then smiles slyly "you are afraid of it as you should be'
Casandra "I saw it a few days ago, in the tavern. Remember? You were there. You were warning me about being friends with evil ones, and I was reassuring you that not everyone who is dark is evil. Like Ivarru, he's not evil. And he was there, and then all of a sudden, he wasn't. This huge hairy spider was there. And it trapped me in it's legs, I couldn't get out."
SweetPea puts her hands behind her back and nods "uh huh. It was really big and hairy and ugly and had big googly eyes.' she looks at Cas closely to see if she suspects anything and says carefully 'but you are all right now? I mean, you are here...'
Casandra "I don't understand it, I truly don't. How did such a thing get into the tavern? It has to be too large. and no one else seemed to see it. They think I've lost my senses. But you saw it, didn't you SweetPea?"

The demon enters the fae area again "what have you done to her witch" 
Casandra looks straight ahead at her friend Pea and tries very hard not to pay attention to any thing else around her and closes her eyes, as she hears her friend Ivarru's voice, afraid of what she will see and starts trembling. As she feels air currents ebb and flow around her, she squeezes her eyes tighter
SweetPea feels a presence behind her and turns, giggles and then scowls at Ivarru, who says "what did you do? tell your queen"
SweetPea says "i did nothing to you. I just cast a little glamour' and she waves her hand a bit.
Ivarru "a glamour. undo it. she is greatly frightened of me"
SweetPea says "it is just a little glamour, my very first" she smiles and nods "I know. she SHOULD be frightened of you. She is all too trusting'
Ivarru says "well that is your first is obvious by the botchery of it all"
SweetPea moves a bit further away from the demon and watches her queen to see how she reacts to Ivarru. Casandra sits with her arms wrapped tightly around her legs, straining her ears to try and hear the words
SweetPea says to Ivarru "so are you going to leave my queen alone now?' as they watch Casandra squeeze her eyes shut and reach out with her hands around her to reassure herself there is no one or no thing within reach
Ivarru "i will find a way to put an end to this little fae
SweetPea laughs, thinking he is all threats and no substance. Casandra feels the change in the currents again, realizes he has gone and opens her eyes
SweetPea peeks at her friend "Did you see anything just now?'
Casandra looks around and breathes a sigh of relief "I made it through"
SweetPea heaves a sigh of relief. she is a bit sorry she chose a spider for Cas to see when she looked at Ivarru, but really, there was nothing else she could think of at the moment
Casandra sags back in her chair and gives a tremulous smile to her friend "I am glad you were here, and I didn't have to face that alone"
SweetPea shrugs a bit guiltily and says "I was glad I was here to keep you company' she scowls "i don;t trust that Ivarru and you shouldn't either'

SweetPea shrugs a bit guiltily and says "I was glad I was here to keep you company' she scowls "i don;t trust that Ivarru and you shouldn't either'

Budding Romance

Wulf Redgrave (Raedwulf Ceawlin) tries to smirk amid the wounds healing. 'Well when I am all healed my dear, perhaps ye can lick me all over then...'

Drow Meets Demoness

[14:20]  Akiko Kujisawa: greetings drow
[14:20]  Akiko Kujisawa: we share the underground with drows too
[14:20]  Tigerlily Mixemup: Vedui strange naked ones
[14:20]  Tandi Hema: Oh well none better to have as a neighbor I say *grins as she looks the drow up and down*
[14:20]  Tigerlily Mixemup looks at their horns
[14:20]  Akiko Kujisawa: hmmm... well...you are not too much clothed too...
[14:21]  Akiko Kujisawa: well, i was going to show the underground to Tala
[14:21]  Akiko Kujisawa: dark paths drowess
[14:21]  Tandi Hema: Dear drowess if i wear clothing how will all see my beauty?
[14:21]  Tigerlily Mixemup: nods.."Dark Paths
[14:21]  Akiko Kujisawa grins at Tala
[14:22]  Tigerlily Mixemup: it is of no concern of mine if you wear or do not wear clothes
[14:22]  Akiko Kujisawa: hehe
[14:22]  Tigerlily Mixemup: what are your names?
[14:23]  Akiko Kujisawa: my name is Akiko, and yours?
[14:23]  Tandi Hema chuckles lightly "Ah a practical thinker this drow. I think I might like her just a wee bit. I am Tala drowess and yours?"
[14:23]  Tigerlily Mixemup: I am Tigerlily of L'iman qu'ellar
[14:24]  Akiko Kujisawa: well met Tigerlily of L'Iman qu'ellar
[14:24]  Tandi Hema: Hummm that house sounds familar. Perhaps I did work for them before coming to this land
[14:24]  Akiko Kujisawa: aww... really?
[14:24]  Tigerlily Mixemup grins
[14:25]  Tandi Hema: It is hard to say *smiles at the drowess and cocks her head to the side* Whom is the current Matron Mother?
[14:25]  Tigerlily Mixemup: why her name is Shiz
[14:26]  Tigerlily Mixemup: I came to this land with her ...and my sister Liriel
[14:26]  Akiko Kujisawa: hmmm...
[14:27]  Tigerlily Mixemup: do you know my Mother?
[14:27]  Akiko Kujisawa: not yet....
[14:27]  Akiko Kujisawa: I never met the matron
[14:27]  Tandi Hema ponders as she taps her lip lightly with her index finger," Ummm perhaps the Matron before her. I seem to remember Shiz as only a High Priestess when I was summoned"
[14:27]  Tigerlily Mixemup smirks.."I am sure you will meet her..one way or the other
[14:28]  Akiko Kujisawa: oh yes.... sure
[14:28]  Akiko Kujisawa smiles at the drowess
[14:29]  Tandi Hema rasies and eyebrow" I might at that drowess. But I did your houes bidding before. I am in not hurry to repeat it" she nervously fingers the collar about her throat
[14:29]  Tigerlily Mixemup: have you seen the elf Linwe?...she owes me breakfast
[14:29]  Akiko Kujisawa listens the words of Tala trying to understand what she is meaning
[14:29]  Tandi Hema: She was in the mortals tavern but said something about watching the pass
[14:29]  Tigerlily Mixemup: you were a drow slave?
[14:29]  Akiko Kujisawa: hmmm no... I have not met her
[14:30]  Tigerlily Mixemup: how did you come to work in a drow house?
[14:30]  Tandi Hema growls at the drowess for saying such a thing" I was summoned to do a job for your house and that is all you need to know drowess"
[14:31]  Tigerlily Mixemup scowls at her sharp tone.."t'was only a question ......settle down
[14:32]  Tigerlily Mixemup: save your anger for the surface dwellers
[14:33]  Tandi Hema cracks a smile at the drow and nods "Aye. But I do not like being called a slave drowess. Unless you have been forced to serve lesser races than your own it is nothing to joke about"
[14:34]  Akiko Kujisawa continues to listens the conversation
[14:34]  Tigerlily Mixemup: I was wondering how you came to work for drow coz mostly we keep our business to ourself
[14:35]  Tandi Hema: Aye this is how your race is normally. But there are rare times when you summon others from the lower planes to do your bidding. * again she nervously fingers the collar about her neck*
[14:36]  Tigerlily Mixemup:nods.."tis true, sometimes we do
[14:38]  Tigerlily Mixemup notices that the demoness seems uncomfortable
[14:39]  Tandi Hema sees the look in the drowess eyes and looks over to Akiko" Come little one let's see this lair of your brohter and let the drowess be"
[14:39]  Tigerlily Mixemup watches the two closely
[14:39]  Akiko Kujisawa: yes,
[14:39]  Akiko Kujisawa: let's go
[14:40]  Akiko Kujisawa: dark paths drowess
[14:40]  Tandi Hema: Dark paths to you drowess
[14:40]  Tigerlily Mixemup: Dark Paths females

Evil or Not Evil, That is the Question

Linwe sat on the railing of the tavern as she is wont to do when days are lazy and there is seemingly no threat of danger about. Her ears twitch, as she looks up seeing small puffs of dust appearing around the side of the tavern. The patter of sandal clad feet beats a tattoo on the ground from the northern edge, and she turns, to see the figure of Dexler, the stable lad, appear in full gallop. Her brows raise as he races past her, and her eyes follow his progress. "What is this?" she muses at the strange behavior. She watches as the lad circles the tavern several more times, as he stumbles over the feet of the dragon Salazar, and then races off to the kirkyard, only to appear again, on the other side of the village. "Enough!" Linwe calls. "STOP!" Linwe jumped from her perch, and stropped over to where the lad stood, quivering and sweaty. "What be this ye be doin' here, Dexler?" she queried, looking at the young man's distraught face. Doubled over with exhaustion, Dexler hesitated and blurted out "N-n-n--nothing" Knowing full well it was something, Linwe continued with her query. "Dunna gie me any of that. I know full well tis summat or ye wouldna be doin such a strange thing." Dexler stared at her, rolled his shoulders, and shrugged. , "I...well...I'm just practicing, uh, running, ma'am" he mumbled. A fic=xed tolerant expression settled on the elf's face as she asked plaintively "Why?" Barely moving his mouth, the lad uttered a garbled, unintelligible reply and once again shrugged, and then shook his head. Looking up, he replied "So I can…run…run away." His gaze traveled down to his dusty feet as he avoided the elf's eyes. "SO I can…run away…until I learn to fight." Linwe's sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Run away from…what?" Dexler looked up from his dirty feet and into the elven eldar's face. "From…Emily." Linwe pressed her lips together and reached out a reassuring hand to the lad. "Come with me to the tavern. There be summat I need to tell ye."

Linwe lead the sweat soaked Dexler to the tavern and deposited him in a seat at a table, then sat down opposite him. She reached into her pouch and pulled out a small carved wooden figurine, and placed it on the table in front of the young man.  Dexler's eyes settled on the statue, and hesitantly, he reached to pick it up. At first a look of pain crossed his face, to be replaced by a look of joy, and then bewilderment, as he caressed the wood. "Have ye had dreams of Dante?" Linwe asked in a soft voice. Dexler looked up, the loving expression on his face provided the answer. Linwe smiled at him. The lad looked down at the statue and muttered "I already know, ma'am. I am possessed. Linwe shook her head at this "Sometimes, in the fabric of time and space…things happen. Te be nae possessed."  The lad continued, oblivious to her remark, "Some spirit was trapped in this statue. It took me over." Linwe chuckled softly "Nay. Tis not that.Ye be..yer soul be…a reincarnation." Dexler looked up once again. "A reincarnation>" Linwe nodded. "Aye. Tis hard to explain. But I will tell ye what I know. 'Ye see..there were once a man named Loralleti Dexler."

Linwe raised her eyes to Dexler, to watch his reaction to the name.  Dexler repeated dubiously "Dexler?" and then continued "Though I do like the name Loralleti. It makes me feel….fuzzy inside." Linwe smiled at him warmly again. " 'Aye...Dexler....it didna cross my mind when first ye came that there would be any…coincidence in that" Dexler nodded, listening. Aye...he were a servant in a powerful rich house in a far away place...called Venice. He had a wife and a son...a son named…Dante. His master...the rich man...were....very evil." Dexler did not reply immediately, his face twisting with emotions. He looked up at her and asked "Wh 'Why......that is allas a hard question to answer." The elThe master.....tried to change Lore...into what he were...evil…like hisselff went on. But he failed in some way...and died trying..and Lore..he were left.....changed...but unchanged" In a coarse voice, Dexler asked  "What...happened to him? What kind of evil?" "He were..a vampire"

Dexler slowly lowered the statue back to the table, unspeaking, his hands clutched tightly about it's base, his face paling to ash. A high piercing note pierced the silence, setting Linwe's ears to twitching. Frowning, she glanced around the tavern. Dexler abruptly sat up straight in his chair, a remote stare settling on his face. "Dexler?" Linwe said. Dexler's eyes glazed over as he stared straight ahead, not responding to her query. A few more high, sweet notes pierced the air. Linwe stood in concern. "Dexler!" When no response was forthcoming, she tried again "LORE!" Dexler slowly stood, his face stony, as he turned and faced Linwe. Swallowing down the panic rising in her chest, Linwe said "Dunna let this happen, Dexler. Fight it!" Dexler stood by the table, eyes foggy, body swaying.  His hands reached out, eyes unseeing, and he grasped the chair in front of him as if to anchor himself to the room in some way. Dexler sat again, leaden, twitching nervously and then folded his head down onto his arms on the table. Linwe took the seat beside him and grasped his hand. "Dexler, hold tight. Use my strength to fight this!"  Linwe gritted her teeth watching the stable lad fight whatever had a hold on him. She felt his calloused and work worn hands tightening around her own, and desperation rise in his face. Dexler...Lore......hold fast...dunna let this take ye.…" Dexler replied in a strained voice "It's...hard..." Seeing this struggle, Linwe raised her staff and quickly cast a ward around the lad and the table. With the ward in place, Dexler sagged in his chair, relieved." It...it calls to me...but it's stopped..."  Grateful that the ward worked, Linwe asked "What…be it.. .that ye felt?" Dexler released Linwe's hand and lifted his head from the table. "I felt...glad...a bit sleepy, but...so very happy" Linwe replied with a grimace "A glamour, then, a some sort or other."  "I wanted to go to it, to the sound...it was so sweet..." Linwe frowned. "Do ye still have the holy water I gave ye?" Dexler nodded, as he took a shuddering breath and pointed to the pocket of his hole ridden pants. "I want ye to keep that by yerself at all times....and I want ye to wear this" Linwe reached into her pouch and pulled out a medallion. As she handed him the medallion, a sweet, soft voice called out in the distance "Dexler…Dexler…" As he reached for the medallion, Dexler's hand stopped, and he stared again into space. Linwe reached across the table and grabbed up the statue. She pressed it into Dexler's hands.  'Ye take Dante's statue..tis rightfully yours..twil trigger more memories...but...I will tell ye...a great evil be after you. One far more powerful than that succubus that wants yer...erm.....manhood" Linwe stopped and swallowed. "This one wants…Lore's soul." Grimacing, Dexler asked quietly "Why? What did I do?" A look of pity crossed Linwe's face. ""Ye be...so ill -equipped for such as this…"  Dexler stared down at the table. "Ye have done nothing...as Lore did nothing...but...he  inherited a great deal from that evil master...and somewhere  deep inside yerself..ye know where that money be." Dexler slowly pulled himself up from the table, and in a numbed voice said "I think I will sleep here. I am so tired." Linwe sighed as she watched her young friend climb the steps to the rooms above. As he climbed, she called after him "Tis all about greed…lust..ambition..power." The voice, a soft lull, called from without the tavern "Dexler…" Dexler covered his ears and ran up the stairs.

Linwe waited in the tavern until she heard the slam of a door above her, and with a determined step, walked form the building and into the village square.  The elf turned several times in a circle, her innate elven senses searching for the whereabouts of the woman. She called out in a loud and firm voice Ye may as  well come out, ye fell  thing..I know ye be here. "  Linwe turned when she heard a sigh come form within the seamstresses yard. She turned to confront the figure of Emily, the necromancer's daughter, dressed fussily in black, her hair waving wildly in the breeze.  Linwe pointed a long, slender finger at the woman, her eyes steely green. He knows now. I have told him everything. And I have given him wards against ye!" In an innocent voice, the woman responded "Wards?" Linwe continued, "And if I have ta deafen him to keep ye from him, I will do it! so be it! And aye, wards. Do ye nae know what I am?" Emily's liquid brown eyes widened in disbelief. "You would make him go deaf?" Defiantly, the woman stood her ground "I know what you are. You are an elf that harms those who are close to you!" Linwe snorted in derision at the woman. "To keep him safe from yerself? Aye, I would.  For unlike yerself, I also have the power to heal him of it when ye be taken care of." "Does he know?" "He will..for I will explain it to him first. And give him the choice. Summat ye dunna give…a choice." Emily stood before the elf with clenched teeth, anger rising in her eyes. "You are a fell thing, Emily. As foul as any demon here."  In a quiet voice, Emily turned to the elf and said "I don't want to ensorcle him. If you would stop scaring him it would be ever so much nicer and easier for everyone." Linwe crossed her arms over her chest and glared at the woman. "Just what be it ye want?"  Emily hesitated, lowered her eyes to the dust of the village square, and clenched her jaw again. In a bitter voice she cried "You wouldn't believe me if I told you!"  Linwe enjoined "If there be truth in it, then I will believe ye."

The woman's eyes glare angrily at the elf, but she turned her head and looked away. "I love…loved him! Even if it wasn't that way at first. That's why I want his soul! I want his soul to get him back!" The elven eldar breathed in a deep breath and held it. She said softly, as kindly as she could "Ye canna ever have him back. He doesna exist anymore. Except..in the heart and mind of this lad."  "But that's what I want! His heart and his mind! He never treated me as if I were a woman just to lay with! Or someone inferior!~" Linwe replied patiently "And if ye purge the soul from this one, he will die. And all ye will have left will be some...lich."  Turning away in shame, Emily cried out with torn emotion "I don’t want to purge his soul! I just want…him! Father doesn't know of this! If he knew, he would not let me come back! He scorns love!" Linwe sighed. "But ye see, Lore...he be gone…what be left of him be just his soul…and Emily, this soul…never knew ye." Emily turned away from the elf, trying to hide the heavy sob that wracked her body. "Then I will let him know me! I won’t give up! "The first thing ye must do be to sever yerself from yer father. For how can ye hope, with things bein the way they are, that ye would ever find peace being tied to that evil?" Emily spat back "It's all I've ever known since..mother.." Her voice faded away, having told Linwe that part of her life on another occasion. Turning, Emily squared her shoulders and walked away while Linwe watched, a heavy sorrow for both the lad and this lost woman.

Dancing and Singing Once Again!

A small group gathers in the tavern: a dragon, an elf, a gypsy and a faun, and for one day, there was laughter, singing and dancing at the Restless Spirits instead of strife and unrest.

Linwe smiles at the faun "Tis good to see someone dance in here...tis nae often folk do
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Swith..used to play...but since the demon rum...her playing as slackened off'
Geldriia Zemlja smiles brightly at the fay "That's what we need, a change of mood, all this talk of drown and demons will drive a person to drink, and I mean to drink for the wrong reasons." *she laughs a bit and and claps along with Dahl*
Linwe smiles "Tis too bad I didna bring my harp with me..
Dahl Babii smiles at the positive responce she is having
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Ift times I sit in the meadow and play and dance...in the flowers...'
Geldriia Zemlja licks her lips a bit "I leaned this from a lad I once new.. so bear with me. 8she starts an even note with her voice and starts to sing a bit matching the fawns pace

Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, some men love a wind witch, because she'll never touch the ground.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And others like a water witch, with one they'll e'er be found.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And some men like a fire witch, though she'll keep them on their guard,
Linwe smiles and laughs "Oh..Swith wil love ye for sure!
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ But the ladies like a stone mage, for he'll always keep it hard. *she grins and continues*
Linwe blushes
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a wind mage,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ eyes like a duskhorn doe,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And oh, I truly loved her,
Salazar Rage laughs as the color rises to Linwe's face. "im sure swith has told worse linwe."
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ for the way she knew to blow. *winks*
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Aye..well..some of hers I dunna understand'
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a fire mage,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ though we fought and fought and fought.
Linwe looks confused at that line .....
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And oh, I loved my fire mage,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ for she was always hot.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a water mage,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ for days and days and days,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And oh, I loved my water mage,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ for all her slippery ways. *grins*
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a Templar tall,
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Seems this lad...got around a lot..'
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ her braids worn in a crown.
Dahl Babii giggles
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ V
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And oh, I loved my Templar best,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ when she had me kneeling down.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a Kadian lass,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ she gave it to me for free,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And oh, I loved my Kadian lass,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ when she was paying -me-.
Linwe's eyebrows raise "The rest...wanted money?? A..Templar???
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved an Oash wench,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ in bed we'd freely play.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And if I wore my fake elf ears, *she winks at Linwe*
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ she'd love me all the day.
Linwe frowns at the thought of such a thing as fake elf ears
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a Reynolte proud,
Reaching up, Linwe places a hand on one of her ears and folds it gently between her fingers thinking
Salazar Rage grins in good humor at the lusty barroom song
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ a lady through and through.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ And oh, I loved my Reynolte proud,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ for the common things she'd do.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved a Faleish girl,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ though could never call her nice.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Her philosophy was quite unique,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ She did -everything- with spice.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved an Azia girl,
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Just how many..did this lad love????Ye would think he be worn out!'
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ all dressed in white and blue.
Geldriia Zemlja tries to keep a straight face from Linwe's comment
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ She completely stole my heart away,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ and then my moneybelt too.
Dahl Babii laughs hysterically, shooting cider out her nose
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ Oh, once I loved an Asenn girl,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ all dressed in white and blue.
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ She lay me down and raised me up,
Geldriia Zemlja: ♪ and then we began anew. *she laughs and takes a little bow*
Dahl Babii cheers & claps "Wonderful!"
Salazar Rage almost falls from his seat as cider drops from Dahl's face.
Linwe blinks and stares "That were quite..erm...entertaining....and as I said..Swith will find a good friend in ye if ye sings such as that
Salazar Rage: that was quite great dear
Salazar Rage: thank you
Geldriia Zemlja smiles and blushes lightly at everyone praise "Thank you all, it's been so long since i sang a song or told a tale."
 Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Well the skill will be greatly appreciated here.....'
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Swith be the local minstrel..and I be a bard of sorts...but hers and mine be way far apart in what we play and sing'
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'The humans here..they will find ye most entertaining'
Geldriia Zemlja: I tend to have a mix of styles, people like the bawdy ones i sing and the nicer ones too
Salazar Rage smiles " i find her very entertaining as well
Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'The dragons...*Linwe looks over to Salazar* ..especially the Ancient one and his mate..Saia..do enjoy a good bard circle
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 Thank you to Linwe for the log and picture

Jordon Gets New Wings

A bit bored with the fae meadows, Jordon and SweetPea invade the grounds of the Elven Hall.  SweetPea says 'C'mon Jordon, let's try the swing.  Push me' 

Jordon flies up to SweetPea and says: Alright.  Peaceful area the elves have.

SweetPea nods 'It is very pretty.'

 Jordon gives her a push then jumps on the back of the swing.  SweetPea sits contentedly on the seat, swaying back and forth and leans back against Jordon.  SweetPea says " I wonder where the elf is? I haven't seen her in a few days.'

SweetPea says proudly ‘I cast a glamour on Ilvarru, the demon, so he would look scary to Lady Casandra. Did you know she was taking advice from him?  Advice from a...demon!  And I know that she is afraid of spiders... so I made him look like a spider to her!’  She giggles.  ‘He appears huge and hairy with big googly eyes.   Lady Casandra ran away in fright!'

Jordon chuckles: she fell for it did she? Doesn't realize it is a glamour?

SweetPea shrugs 'even if it is only a glamour, she can't do anything about it.   And the sight of a spider is enough to throw her into fits.'

SweetPea looks at Jordon’s dull black and white wings and wonders if she could glamour bright blue ones for him.  Jordon starts whistling loudly and SweetPea smiles.  She loves to hear whistling.  Jordon wonders if his whistling is loud enough to wake anyone asleep in the elf castle. 

SweetPea screws up her eyes and concentrates very hard.  She waves her arms and says 'sings, wings, do, blue.'  She tries to stamp her foot and falls off the swing.  Jordon is unbalanced by her fall, jumps off and almost lands on top of her.   He is bumped by the swing.  ‘Oooaf.’ He feels a little oddness and all of a sudden sees bright wings from the corner of his eye.

SweetPea gasps as Jordon's wings turn bright blue and iridescent purple and green.  She hops up and down excitedly.   ‘It worked Jordon! It worked!"

Jordon glares at his friend "This is not a calm pleasing blue SweetPea.  I look like a peacock .’

SweetPea puts her hands on her hips and says "I think they are handsome wings …and very pretty.’  She giggles 'Those old black and white wings were so dull!'

Jordon gives a long drawn out sigh "They are girly." 

 SweetPea says hotly "They are not girly. They are too big! I would never be caught wearing wings that big.  I would trip when I flew.'

Jordon glares at her. “Yes, my old ones were dull. They suited me fine. I did glamor my wings other shades at first, but Essie frowned upon me and said a disparaging remark and I quit."

SweetPea chuckles "Essie is silly.  Do you like her opinion better than mine?'

 Jordon: what happened to Essie any way? I haven't seen her in months and no, I value yours.  You are my friend"

SweetPea sniffs ‘Essie went away and didn't come back.'  She smiles ‘I am glad you are my friend Jordon. I would have no one else to play with if you weren't here' 

Jordon says : Anyway, I need large wings to lift me. I'm not pint sized.

SweetPea moves to stand beside Jordon and shakes her head in agreement ‘You are a lot bigger then me'

Jordon McGillivary: yeah, a lot. I am half human.

SweetPea flutters her tiny wings ‘Not all fae are small of course.  Some are fat!  I saw a fat one the other day.  He was as cute as a piglet'

Jordon: you saw a fat fae!

SweetPea nods "I think he had been at the mead barrel too often'

Jordon lifts up, settles, repeats several times to see if he feels any difference caused by SweetPea's magic

SweetPea cocks an eyebrow at Jordon "I think those wings are beautiful and I am not in any hurry to reverse the glamour'

Jordon bounces around some more getting used to bright colors in his line of sight   SweetPea thoroughly approves of Jordon’s new wings and smiles.  She giggles as she flutters between Jordon's wings.

Jordon gives her a look.  He looks at SweetPea's pea sized wings and his huge brightly colored monsters, thinking they will attract overly much attention from those he would rather remain unnoticed by.

SweetPea says ‘But Jordon those wings are your favorite color; aren't you happy to have blue wings?'

Linwe rises from her reverie and peers out the door of the Hall.

SweetPea says ‘I think your wings are very handsome and you should be grateful to me’

Seeing a mass of color Linwe arcs a brow and says “Drow fodder they be....some drow will take them for sure"

SweetPea waves to the elven elder ‘Look!  Aren't Jordon's wings beautiful? I glamoured them all by myself and it worked!'

Jordon heaves a long drawn out sigh and concedes defeat "they are most beautiful fair fae. I am eternally grateful to you."

Linwe says 'Aye… they do be beautiful indeed..but...as in nature...they be an attractant do ye nae think?  Ye wouldna wish some bug of a drow or demon to find him.......useful..'

SweetPea giggles 'Lots of butterflies, I think, will follow him; they like blue too' Jordon remains irritated with his friend. And he looks at her "The Elder has a point SweetPea."  

SweetPea says a bit worriedly "Jordon, you can fly as well with those as the dull old grey ones, can't you?'

Jordon takes off skyward to test them out and thuds on the ground. Linwe watches with amusement from the door as the fragile wings seem to fail SweetPea puts her hand on her mouth and gasps ‘try again'

Jordon tries again:  yes, they work

Linwe says 'Mayhaps tis his boots weighting him down'

SweetPea grins "See?  then what do you have to complain about?'

Jordon looks at his feet "I like my boots. I won the leather off a tanner in a friendly game of chance and had them fashioned to fit me."

SweetPea looks at his boots and sees the same old dull brown color.  She sighs. Linwe peers out at the boots "They be fine boots... Right..serviceable..'

Jordon looks at SweetPea "Even Linwe sides with you on my boots. Is it so unnatural for a fae to wear boots?"

SweetPea says ‘Don’t you think they should be blue to match your wings?'

Jordon is alarmed "NO!"

SweetPea is startled by Jordon's unusually loud voice and says meekly 'As you will Jordon.’

Linwe says 'I think so..right now he be like a cow with different coloured spots...he be nae...coordinated'

Jordon decides to leave, thus avoiding any more of his friends' enchantments: “Acck! You two ladies are ganging up on me!”

Linwe (Linwe Zifanwe) says 'Aye...well....one way or the other..the combination be quite.....erm....bad'

Jordon says “Farewell and pleasant day to you both.”  He takes to the skies and flies away.

My thanks to SweetPea for photos and text

A Demon Dies

Jacen and Linwe, after being taunted to come of Elven Hall, hear the  farm lad Dexler being confronted. They rush out in his defense and after chasing her across the mountain and back through the forest, bring her down. Tying a rope around the dead body, they drag her to the village and place her in the stocks for all to see..as a deterrent. Dexler, in the meantime, disappears, his whereabouts unbeknown to those gathered in the Square. Salazar flies off to search in the north, while Linwe searches to the west. And Aron….he searches, too…but…why?


Thank you to Linwe for the picture and text