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Topic: Hey everyone.
Subject: I'm first! I'm first!


Welcome!



Always good to see shiny new faces around here. Especially ones with some talent as it seems you have.

Um... watch out for Eol, don't feed the Grugg... be nice... um... yeah all that jazz.

Welcome to the Mad House!

Let us know if you have any questions. Those in pretty purple are good starters, but some of our older residents are just as helpful (so long as you bribe them with shiny things ).

Well glad to have you on board!

See you around!

M.

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 21:55:51.

Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: We posting fools!


I am going to try and get Thea's response up here sometime tonight.

However, I have no issues with the two of you posting up some hunting things... can always backpost/edit as needed.

M.

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 21:44:38.

Topic: The Fates of Fortune
Subject: Lost in emotions


He could read part of her at least, that she admitted to herself when his locked on hers and he smiled and stepped closer to her. As always his proximity made her breath still and silently she cursed herself for the reaction. He questioned her desire to stay loyal to the Hellkites and she paused, debating how much he saw and how much she dared to reveal.

"If Dmitrova ever discovered what has truely happened over these past two days... I'm dead." She says nothing more but instead looks up into Nyx's eyes.

This has gone too far for me to turn back... it is you I trust with my life now. The witch thought to herself as her eyes met his.

“No, elen en cormamin,” he whispered into the air between them, swimming in her eyes even as he willed his hand not to reach out and touch her unbidden, “if Vadim ever discovers the truth of these past two days it will be his death that is the price of it, not yours… I promise you that if nothing else…”

Ask me to kill him for you, now, Nyx couldn’t help but think at that moment, and I shall gladly do it… and hand you the whole of the Hellkite’s for your own if that is what you wish. Nyx continued the sentence in his head. The very thought brought a smile to his lips again… Such a thing could possibly happen before this was all over and done, couldn’t it? Very soon, in fact, if the plans that were at work in the assassin’s mind played out...

Cay sighed a little to herself her heart fluttered and her fingers twitched slightly. He promised so much, his words were laced with terms of affection and his eyes suggested that none of it was trite. She couldn't full decide if she should throttle him or kiss him. It seemed that at this point both prospects were painful to her.

Instead she moved on with the conversation. "What did you have in mind?"

“To find out exactly what our dear Captain knows, we shall need to visit his home,” he said before poking the last of the mince pie into his mouth, “There will certainly be information to be found in his offices beneath the Hydra but, if Vadim is anywhere near as smart as he believes himself to be, he will have squirreled away any allusions to his darker dealings somewhere more private, yes?”

Desperately she tried to focus on this issue. With a nod she responded, “Yes... he might underestimate people, but he is not a complete fool. Whatever he knows will not be easy to get to. Aelion might be easier to reach come to think of it. I still think we should move quickly no matter what we do.

"My face is too well known amongst the Hellkites to use a ruse like we did with the Trade officer to get in. I'm not due to report to Dmi for another few days. I imagine they drug you there in some back way, but I doubt you can clearly remember it."

She stops a moment and her eyes drift off somewhere as she considers a thought. Slowly they refocus on him. "To get into the dungeon our best bet would be do to do something that would get us arrested... the same could be said for getting into Dmitrova's lairs. One of us could easily be escorted down for the right infraction... as you have learned well enough... it would be dangerous, though."
He crumpled the grease-stained paper between his hands as he chewed the last morsel of the pie and considered her words. “Easy enough for me to get arrested, I would think,” he smirked, tossing the crumpled pie wrapper into the gloom, “I could step outside right now, say a word or two, and have Legionnaires on my heels in moments…” he brushed his hands off on his pants and, folding his arms across his chest, leaned a shoulder against the wall beside her… “and to end up in Vadim’s private audience again, I think I would have to do little more than show up at the Hydra and wink at him, yes? Speak my mind to him and get ushered just as quickly back into that tunnel…” Nyx’s voice trailed off…

Speak your mind indeed... you seem very good at that dear Nyx... She thought to herself with a sigh. A few more bites of her pie while he spoke kept her eyes on it instead of him, noting the slight crescent moon shape it took while she ate it.

Across from her Nyx paused while he considered things as well. Ah, yes, the tunnel…, his gaze flitted away to fix on some nether-point in the shadows that blanketed the depths of the room. That tunnel in which Dmitrova’s little torture chamber was secreted away continued on past the chamber itself, didn’t it? How far beyond, he wondered – all the way from the Hydra to Dmitrova’s own private lair, perhaps - and what would be the best way to get inside to find out? A mischievous spark flickered in his yellow eyes as they let go of the shadows and returned to dance across Cay’s face once more… “Tell me, Cay,” he lips parted in a devious grin, “what do you know of spells that might render a person invisible?”

"Invisibility?" The corner of her lip raises and she turns her head to look at him. A little laugh escapes from her and she shakes her head. "None. I cannot say I have had much use for such spells. I'm not like you Nyx. I have not crept in the shadows for years killing... and it has likely been easier for me to avoid being arrested all these years than it has been for you..." A sliver of ice slipped into her voice when she reminded him that they were not alike despite their almost comfortable conversation. It did not disappear as her thoughts shifted to Dugan, recalling the way his blood soaked ring had caught the morning light.

"However..." she hurried on, "I can make it so that others are stricken either blind or deaf... of course it isn't temporary..." Her eyes brighten and she smiles at that somewhat proudly. "And then there is one I used on the Trade officer... he could see what happened around him but was not in a state to do much about it... although that was helped by what I did to his balls... that one is temporary, but it lasts for a long while. But most of what I have learned is to inflict pain."

The assassin offered a faint nod as Cay, in her musings, didn’t fail to point out the differences between them, again. A near-inaudible sigh – which could have emoted exasperation as easily as disappointment – whispered over his lips as his gaze hardened a fraction and slid away from her face to regard the dusty floorboards at his feet. “We each creep in the shadows in our own way, Cayrimsa,” Nyx offered as he contemplated the difficulties of infiltrating Vadim’s tunnel without the aid of the spells he hoped she would have, “though, I suppose stealth would concern you less that it does me, in most cases.”

She bit her tongue and hardened her own gaze when he started to insinuate that she used her body to accomplish her goals.

Does it bother you Cay? It never did before. Does it bother you because he knows or because he dares to point it out... and did you expect otherwise? You bit him, he bites back.

“Your targets, I have noticed over the years…”

Years? Over the years? The thought of him watching what she had done with her life for the past years made her shiver and feel naked before him. It was not a feeling she enjoyed and it darkened her expression even further.

“ are lured to their fates easily enough with but a look and a promise…” He shrugged and almost chuckled, lifting his eyes to hers again. “…Those I hunt are not so easily persuaded. Perhaps if I were prettier, yes?”

The mith’ganni pushed away from the wall against which he had been leaning and ran the fingers of one hand through the ebon spill of his mane as he paced towards the door her darkened eyes followed him. “Spells of invisibility would definitely be of use where gaining access to Dmitrov’s is concerned,” he said, thinking out loud more than informing her of anything she likely hadn’t surmised for herself, “in the absence of them, though, we may have more success in our pursuit of having that conversation with Aelion…”

"I might be able to get my hands on something..." she murmered and let the last bite of her pie cut off anything else she might be considering.

His eyes ticked toward her and he nodded slightly to show he had heard her then continued with his thoughts.

“ That which we need from Vadim will likely remain where it is until he is given cause to move or destroy it… But Aelion…” another shrug “…as you said, if the half-moon has not yet been executed it shan’t be long before he will be… and once his thread is severed, any information he might be able to provide is gone along with him…”

He stopped just before the door, his mind already formulating plans on how he might get into the dungeons, and turned to regard Cay curiously for a moment… “Have you ever been subjected to the Empire’s hospitality, Cay?”... For some reason, he couldn’t imagine that she had ever been shut away in the confines of a Braudian prison and, as he had begun to sort the particulars of a planned foray into one of the Empire’s more notable facilities, wondered if she would be able to manage such a thing… wondered if he would be able to manage seeing her there…

"Don't you know? Don't you know everything about me? Followed me for all these years, standing in the shadows while you watched me work, watched me tease and torture?" She crumbled up her own bit of paper and tossed it behind her as she rose to her full height and took a step closer to him. "Have you enjoyed it Nyx? Watching those humans hurt me all these years? Felt that I was getting what I deserved for abandoning my elven heritage perhaps?"

A pause and then she finally answered his question. "One night, many years ago I found myself in Empirial hospitality. Never again..."

The frown that fell over her lips suggested that it was not a pleasant memory. The fire the burned in her eyes suggested that her emotions were making it difficult for her to stay focused on the task at hand.

The moon-colored eyes didn’t waver from the amber ones that glared almost accusatorially at him as she advanced; neither did they reflect any of the perceived animosity that burned behind those cinnamon pools. Nyx shook his head even before the answer to her questions formed on his lips. “I have enjoyed watching you,” he said softly when she came to a stop in front of him, “I still enjoy watching you… but, no, I have not enjoyed watching them hurt you…”

Now, a voice tittered in his mind’s ear, tell her how many of the ones that she let escape you have killed for having done so… tell her that you have wanted to hurt her on occasion for her denial of her blood, too, hmm? She’ll surely appreciate that

Another shake of his head, this time not to express anything I particular but, instead, to dislodge the mocking voice from his thoughts…

She didn’t need to hear what he thought though, the buttons had already been pushed.

She took a step closer to him, taking in a deep breath of his scent as she did. For a moment she said nothing, just breathed him in and looked up into his eyes.

“But you did nothing to stop them. Did you? For all your talk of…” she swallowed hard unable to speak the word yet. “For all your feelings that I am like you, that half of my blood is enough… you never came out and stopped them.”

“You may be right Nyx. What you refuse to say out loud, but what you have slipped between your words. I may be a whore… I may degrade myself to lay with humans in order to get what I want. But let us get something straight Nyx…” Her voice whispered coolly. Without hesitation she reached up and her fingers pushed back a lock of his hair only to light upon the pointed tip of his ear. The fingers dripped down the pale skin and down the line of his neck.

“Your blood is pure elven… you sport the ears, the almond moon eyes of your people…” there was a twang of disgust as she spoke and continued to look into those eyes she mentions.

“You use the silvered tongue of the elves, but not always…”

Despite this tone in her voice her fingers do not leave him, instead they trail down his neck, pressing a bit firmer when they move over his jacket, making sure that through the padding he can still feel her touch. “You dress in shadow, instead of the light that elves adore… cloaking yourself in the tombs of humans deep in the belly of a city not the gentle embrace of nature, and have for years.”

Inch by inch her fingers move down the midline of his jacket, down his breastbone and to the softer flesh of his stomach. “You do not hold life sacred as elves by nature do, instead you kill…”

Finally her hand descends toward his hips, a thumb dragging over the silver skull leaving her smeared fingerprint across the top of it. “You kill for him… your seductive God of death… and you kill because you enjoy it. You gave yourself to him, you left the plains, you killed your people.”

She grips his belt buckle more firmly in her fingers and pulls him half a step closer to her. “You, Nyx Shyndyn may have been birthed of elven parents, raised in their embrace… but you are no more elven than I, perhaps less.”

The amber sparks fly across her eyes and it is difficult to read what goes on in the mind behind them, mainly because she herself was confused by it.


Posted on 2010-02-03 at 21:16:41.

Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: Yeah...


He dissapeared for a little bit a few weeks ago, popped back in and then dissapeared again. But from what I know of him I'd say that he'd feel bad about delaying us and would prefer we moved on.

Maybe I'll try to send him a note and see what's up.



M.

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 20:46:39.

Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: sounds great!


I'm going to wait for DB to post up the bit with us going into the woods and then have up a response myself.

And indeed I am loving this thus far.

M.

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 19:37:38.

Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: *giggle*


Jello hands down. Lemon Jello. *nod*

Duct tape or staples?

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 15:52:58.

Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: Slightly better yes... I have the Bunny too, and the Grail, although it is plastic and completly usa


It spits out John Cleese

I feed it a vase full of flowers.

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 15:45:45.

Topic: The Sarcasm Game
Subject: Haha... my coworker says the TPS bit all the time... ;)


I love it when you are running late for work an you finally get everything together, run out the car and realize you have to spend five minutes scraping the frost off the windows... grrr...

M.

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 15:39:37.

Topic: Blatantly Obvious Lies
Subject: Whew! I'm SO glad I didn't get a flu shot!


The 'Meatrix' is... well... um... this site is normally set at a PG13 rating right?

Well... kids... sometimes when a Mommy and a Daddy really love each other and they have no money... they... maybe this is best left for your father to explain it to you.

Is the lottery really random?

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 15:26:43.

Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: military


Naval

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 15:05:29.

Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: ^ John Lennon


allergic reaction would

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 14:58:18.
Edited on 2010-02-03 at 14:58:37 by Merideth

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: hmm


Cars

Posted on 2010-02-03 at 14:54:38.

Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: I'm a Red-Headed Maiden... ;)


And I'll take the Grugg... he smells like lasagna And besides he might not notice when I'm off beat.

High-collared Victorian modesty or toga-totting Roman flagarance?



Posted on 2010-02-03 at 01:47:42.

Topic: Blatantly Obvious Lies
Subject: How is that a question?


Who doesn't have a taste for pure virgin flesh? I mean seriously!?

I had me some nice tender virgin just last night, *licks lips* with A1 sauce...


---


Why didn't Ion answer my last question?

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 22:15:59.

Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: LOL... yeah it might be at risk...


Hmm... Halflings, the thought of an evil halfling makes me giggle.

Besides you could probably easily distract them with tea and crumpets.

*nod*

Um...

Unicorns or Pegasi?

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 22:03:51.

Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: :)


Poor Thea is going to getting pretty tired of everyone speaking in languages she doesn't know.

M.



Posted on 2010-02-02 at 21:50:31.

Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: How many stuffed animals can a fiend really collect?


It spits out a gigantic stuffed purple wyrm.

I feed the wyrm a flute...

Then feed the vending machine a bag of crispy M&M's

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 21:43:00.

Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: of Fortune?


Fatal

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 21:32:05.

Topic: Season of the Witch
Subject: hmmm


Thea had thrown Eofara a terrified look when he told this strange man and his wolf, for now Thea was considering that the elf and the man indeed went together, the truth, or at least a variation of it. Her hand had fallen from his shirt and she pulled back, looking amongst those around her to see if they were as shocked as she was.

The strange man had then accused them of being liars and she trembled slightly at the accusation. Tears started to brim over her eyelids again. She didn’t step forward but from where she was she shook her head and spoke in a shaky voice that probably barely carried over to the newcomer.

With the half truth already spoken, however, and without it eliciting a overly negative response from the man she figured what could it hurt to reveal more to him. The truth was always the way to solve problems.

“Please… he speaks the truth. We… are wanted… accused unjustly of practicing magics… but… sir you must believe me it is untrue. We… we are headed… oh…” she faltered, details were not her strong point. “Well we have to find something… please this really isn’t where we should be talking about things like this, out on the road. Anyone could come by… it will grow dark soon…” she stopped and stared at the man standing by the wolf, letting her bright blue eyes search his.

Lady… may we trust him? Guide me… please my lady…

“We need a place to rest for the night… if you know a place perhaps you could guide us there and we could talk further?” She suggested, her voice calming a little bit from before as she eased into the idea that the man meant them no direct harm.


Posted on 2010-02-02 at 21:14:12.

Topic: The Sarcasm Game
Subject: This thread is fun...


I LTL contracts!

Terms like Inbound, Outbound, Third Party, Freight Terms, To, From, Between... Direct... Indirect... they are all so clear and helpful to me!

*bangs head against the desk*

M.

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 20:05:16.

Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: I don't want to be your enemy


However, they were

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 19:35:06.

Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Yes...


Swords and plate armor, although being lunch time they are probably only wearing the breast plates, the rest sitting in their rooms somewhere to allow them more freedom of movement in the cafeteria.



M.

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 19:06:41.

Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: School Rules


Being a school for adventurer's weapons would be alright to carry with you. However their use, save for training sessions, would not be looked upon favorably. Situations where they are used may be investigated by the facility on a case to case basis.



So... use your weapons at your own risk.

M.

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 18:47:42.

Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Confrontations & Interactions


Alright... had a few messages about this so I figured I would post up some guidelines here.

For the sake of prose (something that most of us enjoy and why we are here to be honest) please feel free to elaborate on your characters actions without going into a great deal of the nitty gritty details in the text.

However, as we are still playing a rules based D&D game make sure that out of character (OOC) you clarify what has transpired.

EXE:

Jonah steps back from the dragon, not wanting to wind up with is claws decorating his skull. His lips move as he tries desperatly to focus not on the claws but on the magic that he wishes to cast. One hand spreads and from his palm a white sticky substance shoots forth, while his other hand goes to his sword.

((OOC: Attempting to cast web on the dragon. Standing outside of the dragon's reach, so... 20 feet away. Am also preparing to draw sword for next round))



When it comes to the actions of your fellow players or NPC's, it gets a bit trickier. If you have a question about something they might do (especially when your actions are dependent on it) send a note to the person responsible for their actions (player or DM) and ask them, you might also do best to ask them if it is okay to include that information in your post. If the action is small and relatively assumable you can post it without asking (Just as Tus did in his last post). However, be prepared to change it if needed later.

EXE:

When the final arrow had soared through the air she turned and looked back at the others behind her. She smiled when she saw their looks of approval at her actions.

((OOC: Assuming everyone is pleased with her killing off the incoming hobgoblin and avoiding a fight))




Posted on 2010-02-02 at 18:45:58.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: hmmm


Horns

(ahh... Well according to the Medieval Christian Philosopher's it was our ability to choose our destiny's. I guess that kind of goes along with denying instinct, but on a less biological view I suppose )

Posted on 2010-02-02 at 17:15:17.

 


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