Post by K Man on Jul 5, 2006 11:02:25 GMT -5
Romar -
The lead cleric nods to one of the neutral clerics behind him, an aging Elven woman dressed in faded grey robes. She takes a piece of parchment and quill to you and asks you to rescribe your words...just so that they are not lost. Once done, she scurries away through the rear of the chamber, down a long stone hallway beyond. Once gone, the leader of the council moves you over to a stone bench against one wall, he sits next to you.
"You may think us biased Romar, as we weigh everything and take into account the necessity of evil..." The leader begins, leaning against the wall of the chamber. The rest of the council goes about their business, mingling amongst themselves during the interruption.
"But just as you breath oxygen, the people need their heroes...their stories of overcoming adveristy and being that shining beacon of light in the darkness. It is these tales that people strive to relive, to become."
"Myself, it was the tale of Nicolai, the saint of Tellenmoore. I wanted to be like him, to drive back the corrupting darkness and restore a town of lost souls. Without his tale to light my youth, I doubt I would have chosen the life I did and done what I have done."
"Without that, what will people strive to become? What heroes will children proclaim to be when they pick up their wooden swords?"
The cleric stretches, keeping the cold stone from making his back ache.
"You may have seen the horrors of evil Romar, even your own....but yet you are here, striving to be good...to be a hero. You know what darkness is, and yet you make the choice to be good. That is why we believe in the necessity of evil, because above that, we believe the ability of people to make the right choice..."
You're alerted to the sound of the female cleric returning. It has been only minutes, but she seems intent...like she has an answer to give. She moves to within a few feet of you and speaks softly, looking directly into your eyes.
"The response to your question was short Romar." She clears her thoart. "The answer was...'Take a walk and make a choice'..."
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All others -
{No real action/talk. The amber tower is essentially airtight. You can try to find a way in Yuri, but it may be several stories up and you'd find yourself cut off facing who knows what.}
{Map re-post}
Map;
<<<LEGEND>>>
G = Girud
D = Galdren
Y = Yuri
R = Garor
T = Alton
A = Adelia
K = Krysta
M = Mordrock
E = Elven Royal Guard {HP 50/50, AC 21, t 13, ff 20}
I will be gone until Tuesday July 11th. If you want me to answer/address anything, feel free to leave it here and we'll handle it when I get back.
And *sigh*, where are all the players?
The lead cleric nods to one of the neutral clerics behind him, an aging Elven woman dressed in faded grey robes. She takes a piece of parchment and quill to you and asks you to rescribe your words...just so that they are not lost. Once done, she scurries away through the rear of the chamber, down a long stone hallway beyond. Once gone, the leader of the council moves you over to a stone bench against one wall, he sits next to you.
"You may think us biased Romar, as we weigh everything and take into account the necessity of evil..." The leader begins, leaning against the wall of the chamber. The rest of the council goes about their business, mingling amongst themselves during the interruption.
"But just as you breath oxygen, the people need their heroes...their stories of overcoming adveristy and being that shining beacon of light in the darkness. It is these tales that people strive to relive, to become."
"Myself, it was the tale of Nicolai, the saint of Tellenmoore. I wanted to be like him, to drive back the corrupting darkness and restore a town of lost souls. Without his tale to light my youth, I doubt I would have chosen the life I did and done what I have done."
"Without that, what will people strive to become? What heroes will children proclaim to be when they pick up their wooden swords?"
The cleric stretches, keeping the cold stone from making his back ache.
"You may have seen the horrors of evil Romar, even your own....but yet you are here, striving to be good...to be a hero. You know what darkness is, and yet you make the choice to be good. That is why we believe in the necessity of evil, because above that, we believe the ability of people to make the right choice..."
You're alerted to the sound of the female cleric returning. It has been only minutes, but she seems intent...like she has an answer to give. She moves to within a few feet of you and speaks softly, looking directly into your eyes.
"The response to your question was short Romar." She clears her thoart. "The answer was...'Take a walk and make a choice'..."
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All others -
{No real action/talk. The amber tower is essentially airtight. You can try to find a way in Yuri, but it may be several stories up and you'd find yourself cut off facing who knows what.}
{Map re-post}
Map;
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<<<LEGEND>>>
G = Girud
D = Galdren
Y = Yuri
R = Garor
T = Alton
A = Adelia
K = Krysta
M = Mordrock
E = Elven Royal Guard {HP 50/50, AC 21, t 13, ff 20}
I will be gone until Tuesday July 11th. If you want me to answer/address anything, feel free to leave it here and we'll handle it when I get back.
And *sigh*, where are all the players?
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. I'll double check my info in a bit and revamp if necessary. 68 power points left.)