When her turn came, Nym smiled down at her wine, swirling it gently as she began, "Since we last were together here, my life has been quite quiet... which is how I've liked it." She looked up at the group, and continued, "I was burned quite badly in Llewellyn, so I went home to heal..." "In more ways than one," she finished in her mind.
Her eyes glazed slightly as she stared into the middle distance remembering her life over the past three years. A soft smile spread across her face as she continued, "I've been able to rekindle friendships from my childhood, and... other times." She blushed slightly, thinking if Illuvaen and how their relationship had deepened and intensified in the last few months. Her hand absently went to her necklace, a simple silver chain decorated with a small moonstone, which had been a gift from Illuvaen shortly before she left for Baldur's Gate.
"Do you remember when we were sucked into the Dream Plane?" Nym asked, looking at Darvin and Talathel. "We were attacked by that monologuing purple worm? ...I am sad to say the entire plane collapsed roughly two years ago. Luckily, many of our friends escaped before its destruction. By happy chance, Illuvaen found me in Silverymoon just this last fall." She blushed a deeper shade of red and tucked her messy, long hair behind her ear.
"Apparently, when we returned here, Illuvaen's mother took control and ruled the land as ruthlessly as the shadowcasters." Nym frowned, feeling guilty that they hadn't been able to destroy the crystal. "Along with Illuvaen, about 100 members of the resistance survived the collapse and now live throughout the Silver Marches. Dohn Aeskmi, the ex-monk, lives in Silverymoon, as does Miss Stake." Nym looked thoughtful for a moment, adding, "You know, they have very strange names. I never thought about it before..." She shook her head, laughing, and added, "I even received a letter over winter from Druuv, the arctic goblin who helped us, telling me she and some of her people had escaped the collapse. They're living north of the Marches in the Spine of the World mountains near Mithral Hall." Nym's brow furrowed, and she added, "I'm not sure what happened to the shadowcasters or the half elf queen, though... They could be in Faerun as well."
Nym was quiet for a moment before adding, "I've been happy. Truly happy." She smiled, thinking of Illuvaen, her father, her friends, and the forest all waiting for her in the Silver Marches. Pipper scratched on Nym's leg, stretching and yawning to get her attention. She picked up the fox and set him on her lap, rubbing her fingers through his soft, white fur.
Showing posts with label Druuv. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The Final Chamber
The room is quite large - but it is impossible to see the walls of the room. Fifteen on front of you a group of cloaked figures sit surrounding a large red crystal. Fifteen feet behind them is what looks like an ornate mirror, but within it is a hazy bluish glow.
Monday, May 31, 2010
The Final Stage
After a few days Talathel decided he was comfortable enough in pretending to be a monk. After all, he had been pretending to be a monk for quite some time. He took Kilink left the city early in the morning and Illuvaen led them over the forest paths for several days until they finally found themselves in the valley that led to the foot of the tower. Dohn had recommended simply walking inside with confidence and working out the plan from there - security was tight, but only on the outside. At that point Talathel put on the monk garments and led the group down the path. They were stopped quite quickly by a woman wearing a dark cloak.
"Where are you going?"
"Prisoners for an experiment revered one."
"Whose orders?"
"Vergon's." He said stepping closer. As they talked privately the rest of the group felt anxious, but finally she waived them on through. After another half hour of travel they were ushered through the archway that led into the tower and heard the doors shut behind them with a threatening clang.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Wandering Souls
Haven't had time for the rest of Druuv's Wild Ride yet. Hope you don't mind me meeting up with everyone else again as I continue to work on it.
Perception #1: Roll(1d20)+0:
9,+0
Total:9
Survival: Roll(1d20)+0:
9,+0
Total:9
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Druuv's Wild Ride, Part 1
Druuv went to bed rather early after all the excitement of the day and the tire of traveling, but as soon as she lay down, her mind began racing with thoughts and ideas and questions. I know generally where to go to meet my friends, but what if I can't find them. What if they are somewhere else by the time I get there? What will I do if they have found another friend and don't need me anymore? Now you're just being silly, Druuv. Stop it! She hushed herself, and took several deep breaths as she tried to find a bit of peace and still her racing mind.
As she lay in bed, she began heard the sounds of other goblins chatting, arguing, and here and there, the punctuations of shrill pleasure. After a time of listening to the abundance of activity throughout the caves, she heard a pitter patter of feet arriving at her doorway. All the alcoves where the goblins slept were open to the corridor, so it was not unusual to hear the padding of feet in the hallway as you lay in bed. This time, though, the feet slowed and stopped at the entrance to Druuv's chambers.
"Syllveste, is that you?" Druuv whispered.
A pleasant gurgling answered her. "Yes, parakeet. I thought I would welcome you back." And the padding of feet quickly made their way to Druuv's bed.
The alcove each goblin was alloted was large enough to fit a bed, a small chair, and a chest in, and shelves could be carved into the walls to store any other items a goblin could acquire. However, goblins have very good low light vision, and the little bit of light from the larger rooms like where Druuv had met the elders were all that lit the long lines of alcoves along the hallways where they were placed. Each goblin was assigned an alcove at birth, and kept it until death. When two goblins were betrothed, they kept their separate alcoves, and visited each others alcoves often. Children were likewise shared. The community was very open, and everyone could hear everything going on in the alcoves in their hallways, but at the same time, every goblin had a small bit of their own space, which was respected as their own.
Syllveste stopped at the foot of Druuv's bed, and Druuv felt a hand gently land on her foot. The fingers toyed with her toes, and began gently kneading each individual toe, ligament and tendon in Druuv's foot. The feminine hands worked Druuv's tired feet slowly and methodically, relieving her of stress she didn't know she had been holding until just then. "Oh, Syllveste. That feels so..." She sighed. "You always know just how to touch me." The two had long been lovers, and though they occasionally shared their bed with others, they generally kept their lovemaking monogamous, like most of the goblin colony.
In goblin culture, bisexuality is the predominant sexual orientation. Heterosexuality and homosexuality are also common, but most goblins are not especially picky about finding a lover. The fact that Druuv and Syllveste have been together for so long indicated that they were especially fond of each other, but neither expected the other to be abstinent while they were away. The relationship was a mutually inclusive desire to satisfy each other's cravings.
Syllveste's hands moved to Druuv's ankles, and continued their systematic climb up Druuv's legs. As they reached Druuv's calves, she let out a small sigh of pleasure. "Ahhh."
Syllveste smiled, stopping the massage and leaning forward toward Druuv, grabbing an arm to pull it toward her and kiss Druuv's freshly cleaned fingers, giving a playful bite to the middle finger.
Druuv took this opportunity to quickly hop out of bed and slide behind her bedmate, gently brushing her front along Syllveste's side and back as she did. Her nightclothes provided very little cover for her small breasts, and her tiny nipples, which were beginning to firm up very quickly with Syllveste's teasing. Druuv was becoming quite aroused, at this point.
Druuv returned the favor, gently running her hands up Syllveste's sides and stomach, firmly pressing against Syllveste as she ran her hands up over Syllveste's own pert breasts and down her arms, scratching tenderly down Syllveste's arms, until she ended at Syllveste's hands, which she held, and guided back into a hug wrapping the woman she had missed holding so much. Syllveste did not resist, and her own scant clothing provided very little resistance to Druuv's ministrations. Syllveste must have been aroused and horny, to move this quickly.
Druuv playfully bit Syllveste's neck, needing to reach up slightly to do so as Syllveste was slightly taller than she was. Druuv unwrapped her right arm from around Syllveste's stomach, and brought it back behind Syllveste's back, which she pressed, gently forcing Syllveste to the bed.
Syllveste let Druuv walk her to the bed, and laid down on her stomache, letting Druuv take control. Druuv took full advantage, pressing Syllveste face down, straddling her torso, and massaging her shoulders with the base of her green-skinned palms, pressing hard into the muscle above Syllveste's collar bones, both hands on the right side, working in smaller, gradually growing circles, until the entire right side of Syllveste's shoulder was being rubbed with each pass. Slowly, Druuv let her circles get smaller until they were again only the size of her two hands.
Druuv leaned close as she switched sides. "I've missed you, bluebird," she whispered, nosing Syllveste's ear as she began the same circular motions on the left side. As she worked on the left side, she began using her right hand to quickly jump to another part of Syllveste's body and stroke her side, and neck, and arms, making each sudden change an affectionate reminder that Druuv was still very aroused and that she would not be spending the entire evening getting a simple shoulder massage.
Suddenly, when Druuv got to the largest part of the circles on Syllveste's shoulders, she moved to the center of the back, and ripped Syllveste's shirt off of her back, leaving her exposed and helpless to Druuv's ministrations. Syllveste's small cry of shock was exactly what Druuv had been hoping for. "Did I scare you, my sweet little bird?" Druuv asked quietly in Syllveste's ear. "I think I'll need to make sure that your wings are clipped."
Grabbing Syllveste's wrists together behind her back, Druuv spoke three simple words, "Tie these hands," and the rope she kept in her pack made quick work of Syllveste's hands. Soon her arms were wrapped tightly at the wrist. Druuv flipped her over onto her back. "Now it's time to have a bit of fun."
Druuv's Arousal Check: Diplomacy check: Roll(1d20)+2:
20,+2
Total:22
Opposed Will Check: Roll(1d20)+4:
2,+4
Total:6 (versus 22) FAIL - Druuv is aroused.
As she lay in bed, she began heard the sounds of other goblins chatting, arguing, and here and there, the punctuations of shrill pleasure. After a time of listening to the abundance of activity throughout the caves, she heard a pitter patter of feet arriving at her doorway. All the alcoves where the goblins slept were open to the corridor, so it was not unusual to hear the padding of feet in the hallway as you lay in bed. This time, though, the feet slowed and stopped at the entrance to Druuv's chambers.
"Syllveste, is that you?" Druuv whispered.
A pleasant gurgling answered her. "Yes, parakeet. I thought I would welcome you back." And the padding of feet quickly made their way to Druuv's bed.
The alcove each goblin was alloted was large enough to fit a bed, a small chair, and a chest in, and shelves could be carved into the walls to store any other items a goblin could acquire. However, goblins have very good low light vision, and the little bit of light from the larger rooms like where Druuv had met the elders were all that lit the long lines of alcoves along the hallways where they were placed. Each goblin was assigned an alcove at birth, and kept it until death. When two goblins were betrothed, they kept their separate alcoves, and visited each others alcoves often. Children were likewise shared. The community was very open, and everyone could hear everything going on in the alcoves in their hallways, but at the same time, every goblin had a small bit of their own space, which was respected as their own.
Syllveste stopped at the foot of Druuv's bed, and Druuv felt a hand gently land on her foot. The fingers toyed with her toes, and began gently kneading each individual toe, ligament and tendon in Druuv's foot. The feminine hands worked Druuv's tired feet slowly and methodically, relieving her of stress she didn't know she had been holding until just then. "Oh, Syllveste. That feels so..." She sighed. "You always know just how to touch me." The two had long been lovers, and though they occasionally shared their bed with others, they generally kept their lovemaking monogamous, like most of the goblin colony.
In goblin culture, bisexuality is the predominant sexual orientation. Heterosexuality and homosexuality are also common, but most goblins are not especially picky about finding a lover. The fact that Druuv and Syllveste have been together for so long indicated that they were especially fond of each other, but neither expected the other to be abstinent while they were away. The relationship was a mutually inclusive desire to satisfy each other's cravings.
Syllveste's hands moved to Druuv's ankles, and continued their systematic climb up Druuv's legs. As they reached Druuv's calves, she let out a small sigh of pleasure. "Ahhh."
Syllveste smiled, stopping the massage and leaning forward toward Druuv, grabbing an arm to pull it toward her and kiss Druuv's freshly cleaned fingers, giving a playful bite to the middle finger.
Druuv took this opportunity to quickly hop out of bed and slide behind her bedmate, gently brushing her front along Syllveste's side and back as she did. Her nightclothes provided very little cover for her small breasts, and her tiny nipples, which were beginning to firm up very quickly with Syllveste's teasing. Druuv was becoming quite aroused, at this point.
Druuv returned the favor, gently running her hands up Syllveste's sides and stomach, firmly pressing against Syllveste as she ran her hands up over Syllveste's own pert breasts and down her arms, scratching tenderly down Syllveste's arms, until she ended at Syllveste's hands, which she held, and guided back into a hug wrapping the woman she had missed holding so much. Syllveste did not resist, and her own scant clothing provided very little resistance to Druuv's ministrations. Syllveste must have been aroused and horny, to move this quickly.
Druuv playfully bit Syllveste's neck, needing to reach up slightly to do so as Syllveste was slightly taller than she was. Druuv unwrapped her right arm from around Syllveste's stomach, and brought it back behind Syllveste's back, which she pressed, gently forcing Syllveste to the bed.
Syllveste let Druuv walk her to the bed, and laid down on her stomache, letting Druuv take control. Druuv took full advantage, pressing Syllveste face down, straddling her torso, and massaging her shoulders with the base of her green-skinned palms, pressing hard into the muscle above Syllveste's collar bones, both hands on the right side, working in smaller, gradually growing circles, until the entire right side of Syllveste's shoulder was being rubbed with each pass. Slowly, Druuv let her circles get smaller until they were again only the size of her two hands.
Druuv leaned close as she switched sides. "I've missed you, bluebird," she whispered, nosing Syllveste's ear as she began the same circular motions on the left side. As she worked on the left side, she began using her right hand to quickly jump to another part of Syllveste's body and stroke her side, and neck, and arms, making each sudden change an affectionate reminder that Druuv was still very aroused and that she would not be spending the entire evening getting a simple shoulder massage.
Suddenly, when Druuv got to the largest part of the circles on Syllveste's shoulders, she moved to the center of the back, and ripped Syllveste's shirt off of her back, leaving her exposed and helpless to Druuv's ministrations. Syllveste's small cry of shock was exactly what Druuv had been hoping for. "Did I scare you, my sweet little bird?" Druuv asked quietly in Syllveste's ear. "I think I'll need to make sure that your wings are clipped."
Grabbing Syllveste's wrists together behind her back, Druuv spoke three simple words, "Tie these hands," and the rope she kept in her pack made quick work of Syllveste's hands. Soon her arms were wrapped tightly at the wrist. Druuv flipped her over onto her back. "Now it's time to have a bit of fun."
Druuv's Arousal Check: Diplomacy check: Roll(1d20)+2:
20,+2
Total:22
Opposed Will Check: Roll(1d20)+4:
2,+4
Total:6 (versus 22) FAIL - Druuv is aroused.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Homecoming: It Only Comes Once a Season
As Druuv walked, she noticed the large variety of rocks and ore that littered the ground around the area she had just arrived at. There was no trail, of course, for trails only allowed others to find the things that you held near and dear to your heart. Nonetheless, Druuv knew the general direction to travel, and started picking her way by familiar landmarks back to the place she and her clan called home.
She started walking uphill, and as she came out of the large circle of boulders she had started from, she saw the familiar double face of In Knee and Out Tee on a rock abutment to her left.
Druuv followed this rock abutment until it fell off, leaving a chasm on her left, and a steep incline next to a rock wall on her right. She continued, cutting through a small hole in the rock to come out on a rather large, open plateau, with the hole she came up through the only visible entrance or exit from the flat expanse. Not deterred, Druuv found the small "tree" of rock she knew as the landmark from which to travel to the next part of the journey.
Behind this "tree", there was a sheer cliff, but by standing on the left side of the tree and diving off the precipice, Druuv found herself rolling along the bottom of a rocky crevasse. This section of the trip was a bit more tricky, and only after traveling back and forth between the formations called "the stairs" and "Snuffluffagus the Third".
She spent roughly an hour grabbing small pebbles at each location and dropping them in a small pile at the base of the incline to the other, was she able to build up a pile at each that she deemed big enough, and she tried to walk through the rock under "Snuffluffagus the Third". Unfortunately, she had judged incorrectly, and walked face first into the rock, cutting her forehead a bit on a sharp rock she expected to give way on contact. After this abrupt realization that she had not prepared properly, she spent another half an hour increasing the size of the piles until each pile of stones could easily fill both of her shoes. This time she was a bit more cautious as she gingerly felt with her hands to see if the rock would remain solid as she contacted it. Feeling it becoming soft and squishy, she continued to walk, soon finding herself on a rocky mountainside complete with trees, moss, and fire beetles.
Here, she looked around until she saw the rockpile she'd left the last time, walked up to it, and wrote, "Druuv is my best friend," on the stone in opaque, furry looking letters. Then, she walked on past the stones and to the ladder down into the goblin clans' main living area. Ahh, home at last, she thought.
She started walking uphill, and as she came out of the large circle of boulders she had started from, she saw the familiar double face of In Knee and Out Tee on a rock abutment to her left.
Druuv followed this rock abutment until it fell off, leaving a chasm on her left, and a steep incline next to a rock wall on her right. She continued, cutting through a small hole in the rock to come out on a rather large, open plateau, with the hole she came up through the only visible entrance or exit from the flat expanse. Not deterred, Druuv found the small "tree" of rock she knew as the landmark from which to travel to the next part of the journey.
Behind this "tree", there was a sheer cliff, but by standing on the left side of the tree and diving off the precipice, Druuv found herself rolling along the bottom of a rocky crevasse. This section of the trip was a bit more tricky, and only after traveling back and forth between the formations called "the stairs" and "Snuffluffagus the Third".
She spent roughly an hour grabbing small pebbles at each location and dropping them in a small pile at the base of the incline to the other, was she able to build up a pile at each that she deemed big enough, and she tried to walk through the rock under "Snuffluffagus the Third". Unfortunately, she had judged incorrectly, and walked face first into the rock, cutting her forehead a bit on a sharp rock she expected to give way on contact. After this abrupt realization that she had not prepared properly, she spent another half an hour increasing the size of the piles until each pile of stones could easily fill both of her shoes. This time she was a bit more cautious as she gingerly felt with her hands to see if the rock would remain solid as she contacted it. Feeling it becoming soft and squishy, she continued to walk, soon finding herself on a rocky mountainside complete with trees, moss, and fire beetles.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Druuv's Homecoming
As Druuv dives into the water she feels a bit of the usual chill before falling onto the rough earth of the mountains. As she looks around she can't help but smile and knows that she is only a few hours away from her mountain home. She tightens her backpack and starts to walk up the path.
add what detail about the walk you want, I will post again this evening with the Goblin encounter
add what detail about the walk you want, I will post again this evening with the Goblin encounter
Up, Up, and Away!
The half-elves spent the rest of the day telling you of what they know of both the Shadowcasters and the Monastery. Sadly, their knowledge is not great as both groups are quite secretive.
Shadowcasters:
In the past they were said to be dreamweavers and communicated with other worlds via dreams. At some point in the distant past a new leader arose who twisted their agenda. He received aid from the Goblins and the Half-Elves (the full elves being wise enough to ignore him) and they built two dream gates. Since that time they have largely left this world be and it has been dominated by the Monastery.
The Monastery:
Originally a order dedicated to helping life those up around them they helped build the towns, make farms, villages, and mines. At some point in the past they too came under the control of a leader who changed them into an occupying force. A war was fought and the towns separated themselves from the physical lay of the land. The monks in the northern village will be able to help you more.
The next morning you leave the elven village with new packs on your back. In these packs you have some money (roughly 100 gold), food (enough so that I won't have to wonder how you are eating), and directions to get to the northern town. Illuvaen also travels along, but dresses to hide his nobility and in an attempt to hide his wood-elf heritage.
"I certainly wouldn't them being too aware of who I am." Shortly outside the village Druuv says her goodbyes and promises to meet up in the northern village before dives into a pond and disappearing.
Illuvaen leads you through the woods to a small glen where he pulls out a shovel and starts to dig. After a moment he unearthes a large stone with a handprint. He presses his hand to it and flies into the sky. Shrugging your shoulders, getting more used to this kind of travel, Kilink presses it as well.
After several cold windy hours surrounded by clouds you land smoothly in another forest glen. Nym, Darvin and Talathel fall to the ground shivering. As they look around they see that there is a small pond and a rock wall. Illuvaen, still standing (barely) points to the rock and says "straight through there. We will catch our breath first and warm up a bit. Anyone care for a spot of lunch?" He gathers some bits of wood before sitting down next to Nym to make a fire.
I will post again at 10 PM or so, if you have anything you want to do before the tunnel do it before then.
Shadowcasters:
In the past they were said to be dreamweavers and communicated with other worlds via dreams. At some point in the distant past a new leader arose who twisted their agenda. He received aid from the Goblins and the Half-Elves (the full elves being wise enough to ignore him) and they built two dream gates. Since that time they have largely left this world be and it has been dominated by the Monastery.
The Monastery:
Originally a order dedicated to helping life those up around them they helped build the towns, make farms, villages, and mines. At some point in the past they too came under the control of a leader who changed them into an occupying force. A war was fought and the towns separated themselves from the physical lay of the land. The monks in the northern village will be able to help you more.
The next morning you leave the elven village with new packs on your back. In these packs you have some money (roughly 100 gold), food (enough so that I won't have to wonder how you are eating), and directions to get to the northern town. Illuvaen also travels along, but dresses to hide his nobility and in an attempt to hide his wood-elf heritage.
"I certainly wouldn't them being too aware of who I am." Shortly outside the village Druuv says her goodbyes and promises to meet up in the northern village before dives into a pond and disappearing.
"It will take us a good day or two to get to the northern village. Getting to the vicinity of the region will take but a moment; however journeying through tunnel into the village takes some time. Being so close to the monastery they are much more cautious."
Illuvaen leads you through the woods to a small glen where he pulls out a shovel and starts to dig. After a moment he unearthes a large stone with a handprint. He presses his hand to it and flies into the sky. Shrugging your shoulders, getting more used to this kind of travel, Kilink presses it as well.
After several cold windy hours surrounded by clouds you land smoothly in another forest glen. Nym, Darvin and Talathel fall to the ground shivering. As they look around they see that there is a small pond and a rock wall. Illuvaen, still standing (barely) points to the rock and says "straight through there. We will catch our breath first and warm up a bit. Anyone care for a spot of lunch?" He gathers some bits of wood before sitting down next to Nym to make a fire.
I will post again at 10 PM or so, if you have anything you want to do before the tunnel do it before then.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
The Elven Village Take Two
Illuvaen led Kilink through the forest, past the blooms, and into the heart of the half-elven village. The children ran up close, and after being frightened for a moment at Talathel and Darvin ran off to play with the fox pup. A small party walked up close, nodded at Nym and raised their hands in the traditional greeting.
"Welcome heroes from the prophecy." Said a women, clad in a rich green dress interlaced with gold designs, who had stepped out from between them. "The world has awaited your arrival."
"Welcome heroes from the prophecy." Said a women, clad in a rich green dress interlaced with gold designs, who had stepped out from between them. "The world has awaited your arrival."
Sunday, April 25, 2010
"Decisions in the Grove" or Something Silly Like That
Pipper hopped down from Nym's arms and exclaimed, "I wanna see the elves again!" while wagging his tail.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Mystery of the Black Hole in the High Flying Hotel
"Nym!" Druuv calls out, frightened. "Is that you? I could use some help in here!"
Druuv continues to try to pull herself out of the doorway, and gets on her hands and knees, crawling out to try to see Nym.
Friday, April 9, 2010
To get this rolling again...
After Miss Stake left Talathel in the park he made his way to the pub where he found a very drunk, and very sleepy Druuv. Being a kind gentleman he finished off several rounds of Xhosan firerum before carrying Druuv, drunkenly, back to the High Flying Inn and throwing her into a spare bed in what he thought was room 12. Alas, it was actually room 21. He spent the rest of the night meditating over his decision before waking up, roughly around the same time that Darvin and Nym were smooching and being all "lovey."
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Miss Stake and mistakes
Come on, you knew that vid was coming.
Not wanting to wait for Nym much longer, Talathel explained to Darvin what he had learned from the professor. He then tried unsuccessfully to get Darvin to come with him.
"You could use a good night! We won't do anything to extreme!" The half-elf though would have nothing to do with it.
"Bah. For an adventurer, you don't adventure all that much."
Before Darvin could respond, Talathel looked at Druuv.
"You in? You want to go hit the town and unwind?"
Thakalakan nodded. Talathel was grateful that he didn't say anything that rhymed.
The elf and arctic goblin descended down the stairs. Miss Stake was not at her usual spot, but the current bartender, a burly half-orc handed him a note.
"Talathel, I hope you and your friends can join me this evening. I am with some of my friends at the Royal Empress' Mezzanine. Its a strange name for a pub, but we're a unique town."
"I know where to go!" exclaimed Thakalaken, who had been reading over Talathel's shoulder. "Its just down the street and round the bend, and they say that once their the fun never ends!"
"You're not from any of my good dreams." Talathel said under his breath, as he followed Thakalakan out of the inn.
As annoying as the goblin's directions were, they were accurate. In no time, they found themselves inside that pub. It was a smaller place, with just a few tables. Talathel caught the unmistakable scent of perfume with lustful intentions and soon found Miss Stake's table.
"Talathel! I'm so glad you could make it!" Miss Stake looked radiant. Her long hair draped gracefully off her shoulders, her ears sticking out playfully, her green eyes shone like the brightest emerald the elf could have imagined.
"These are my friends, Esther Baskette, Rose Maeblum, and Ann Shovie," she said, pointing at an elf, a dwarfm and a human.
"Pleasure to meet you," Talathel said, still lost in Miss Stake's gaze.
"Shall we drink?"
"I think...that we shall."
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Inn 2
After a few moments a note is slid underneath the door of room 12. It is addressed to Talathel.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Post Worm
The worm spasmed from the blast and raised its head.
"I remember the chambers of my youth, long hours spent cuddled with my parents and my brothers and sisters. I traveled for much of my youth digging and tunneling through the world. I found many beautiful things and killed many who threatened me. Alas, I was often filled with vanity and greed. But I was not alone in this and as I look at your spirits floating in the air I can see that we are not so different." It gasped for air. "As I lay dying I fear that I found little meaning in my life, but I suspect that others will find even less, but as I leave you I must ask - did killing me help you to find any for yourselves?" With that it collapsed and hit the ground split neatly into two. From inside the carcass you see what appears to be four very large gems.
"I remember the chambers of my youth, long hours spent cuddled with my parents and my brothers and sisters. I traveled for much of my youth digging and tunneling through the world. I found many beautiful things and killed many who threatened me. Alas, I was often filled with vanity and greed. But I was not alone in this and as I look at your spirits floating in the air I can see that we are not so different." It gasped for air. "As I lay dying I fear that I found little meaning in my life, but I suspect that others will find even less, but as I leave you I must ask - did killing me help you to find any for yourselves?" With that it collapsed and hit the ground split neatly into two. From inside the carcass you see what appears to be four very large gems.
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