Session Start: Fri Aug 04 22:21:17 2006 Session Ident: #lunar-iog2 * Logging #lunar-iog2 to 'logs\#lunar-iog2.log' * TheStoryteller changes topic to '-= Chapter 21: Last Rites | Location: New Raculi | Pools: 3287 §, 6 MXP =- http://storen.rpgcafe.net/IoG/' == SESSION START == Last we left our gallnt group, they formed a protective ring around the Truth Seeker and Virtue Priest Ishtar, as the ominous figure of the Prophetess appeared, challenging them to a duel for her soul! The very fabric of reality about the bunch seems distorted by the presence of the dark magi, as she emotionlessly raises her staff... >> COMBAT! * Vytor holds his hammer at the ready, looking morose * Saki ... is apparently tremendously bad at forming a protective ring; she's halfway to the Prophetess and accelerating. >> vs. Prophetess - First Encounter with Fate! [Prophetess] Come, heroes... * Angharad backs up, hackles raised, uncertain if this is really her fight. >> prophetess begins chanting a temporal spell about herself, combined with meta magic... * Niri glares and grits her teeth, but continues to hum beneath her breath. * Trune looks tense, eying the prophetess and wondering just what her 'game' is, as it were. * Tanan staggers forward half a step, gripping his shield tightly. * Mikel hefts his staff, frowning as he watches. "Here we go..." >> Ishtar focuses her soul energy! The Bird of Pray hover protectively about her! [Ishtar] Be strong, warriors. Don't show her fear... it is what she wants to see! * Niri prepares to cast a spell using song magic, chanting softly! * Angharad raises her halberd protectively in front of her. * Mikel flicks the staff once, blue light beginning to gather at the tip. >> Battle Phase. * Trune begins to trace a familar pattern in the air with his athames. The wake left behind glows a dark purple as Trune chuckles, "So should we just laugh uproariously at the Fairy Princess and give her a wedgie or something? To show we're not scared? *cough*" >> Prophetess acts first, releasing the magical energies, time speeding up around her significantly, her movements and castings becoming as a blur... >> Prophetess uses Mystic Vigor! Casting 4 spells at multiple reactions! ...That is if we can even catch her. Damn it, I don't even think she gave us a chance to breathe! * Vytor grimaces >> First action. Prophetess weaves another time magic spell, targetting Saki! Lethargy is cast! Her actions slow to one half speed, as his maneuver gets delayed till next round! « er her » [Prophetess] Patience, little one... * Saki doesn't apparently notice; she is transfixed straight ahead, and under her breath mumbling a constant stream of now distorted words. >> Second action. The dark seer blends her body into the timestream, fading to an incorporeal state. Dematerialize! Prophetess is dodging next 3 strike attacks! >> Third action. Completing her cycle, her hands burst forth with power as a lance of dark energy slams into Ishtar! Spirit Drill! Willpower down 75%! >> Ishtar girds herself, releasing a spell of her own! Empathic Tie! Ishtar is now taking damage in place of all allies! [Ishtar] My survival is not in my hands alone... * Niri stares at Ishtar O_o >> Saki is caught in a time warp! Cannot attack! * Mikel glances over at Ishtar, blinking for a couple of moments. "...Miss Ishtar?" Ishtar...the whole point of us being here is so you don't get hurt...so what the hell? O_o >> Mikel's action. [Ishtar] You are still too fragile to survive her onslaught. have faith... If you get yourself killed, i'm never letting you hear the end of it. * Mikel shifts his attention back, the blue light gathering to a point before he raps it against the ground. "Here goes nothing!" Water bursts from the contact point, flowing upwards over the rest of the party before crashing down on the Prophetess, seeking to infuse her with the very essence of water! * Angharad turns to Ishtar. One of her ears twitches, but she says nothing. Be careful, lady Ishtar. >> Mikel casts Staning in the River. But the magic is cast aside like so many harmless raindrops by the sorceress. [Prophetess] Hmm, and who are you, interloper? Treading in dangerous waters, you are. >> Angie's action. * Mikel offers a grin as he shifts a bit. "Just someone caught up in the flow." * Angie weaves an illusionary maze and thrusts it forth! >> Angie's icy trap is likewise shattered before it even begins to form. * Angie curls her lip up in an ugly scowl. "Hmph..." [Prophetess] You've looked into the face of death once... will this be a habit? >> Vytor's action. * Tanan shakes his head as though trying to clear it, wavering slightly on his feet as he starts to build a small ball of light in between his head. "This isn't... working, is it?" * Vytor holds his hammer in front of him and stares at it intensely. It starts to glow red and burst into flickering flames. The fire soon goes out, and the red glow also fades. I hope not. Your face IS pretty ugly. * Vytor hopes that was enough, and gets ready for his next move >> Vytor uses Vim! Muscle up 25%! * Ryllan reaches out and grabs the flame in his hand, bouncing it back and forth for a moment, before tossing it to Saki, "Go get 'er, Saki!" « er Forge. yeah » >> RYllan can act! >> Saki also receives the benefits of the spell, despite her slowed state. * Niri launches herself at the Prophetess and gnaws on her arm! << Er, strike that >> >> Trune's action. « lol » «ooc: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Er, ahem! Sorry » Voices in the Night, Whispers from Beyond. Spirits of dark, be a source of power.. Mimir's Well! << ... >> * Trune holds his athames out to his side, curls of shadowy energy swirling about his body as a spidery string of arcane words slips from his tongue. He then holds his athames outwards, and the shadowy energy draws inwards and then dissapears. * Tanan looks back at Trune. "Don't.. forget the plan. Shouldn't you be...?" That's next! Mmgm. All right. >> Trune drinks from the well of knowledge.. talent up 50%! >> Angharad is defending! >> Niri's action. * Niri wraps a song around herself, drawing it inward, then letting loose with a clear, strong note! The melodic power settles around Mikel in a protective barrier. >> Mikel is shielded by a blissful melody in the midst of the chaos. Stamina +25%! * Mikel blinks a couple of times before grinning at Niri. "Ah... thanks! Guess I owe ya one now." [Prophetess] Impressive.. but the Harmony of the Spheres is far out of your grasp just yet, child... >> Tanan's action. * Tanan raises the ball of light and squeezes. It shatters into a golden beam of light that lances out at the Prophetess. "Call me a.. tool, huh?" * Tanan falls back a step and pauses to steady himself. >> Tanan casts Solar Ray! The light actually managed to nick the cloaked form, but it's the aftershock that actually makes her flinch. Weak to Star! 27! Don't talk to me about harmony, lady. Your aura is more off key than Trune in the shower! Hey! Do you MIND?! * Niri winks at Trune. [Prophetess] So... what do you think.. professor? I and your master am more similar than you realize. Actions and nature are two different things! >> Leah attempts to cast a spell, but for some strange reason it backfires, sending her sprawling to the floor. [Leah] Wa-wha? A..ack! Prophetess just adopts a bemused smile at the child's antics. "Save your strength. Sleep a little more." * Trune blinks at the entire exchange. Leah! Are you okay?! >> Fourth action. Prophetess begins gathering chaotic forces, before hurling the swirling mass of light at the group randomly! Distend! « or rather, Vortex » * Angharad braces herself. * Trune throws his arms up in a protective stance, bracing himself! « nix, Distend. only one target now. » >> Angharad gets a firey taste of power, as her Flare Resist activates and her guard is nearly melted. 968 damage! Her Hp drops to 1, as Ishtar absorbs 701 damage. O_o Angharad?? Ishtar?? * Vytor ogles o_O * Trune 's eyes widen and he nearly drops one of his athames, "Holy shit..." [Leah] I'm okay.. but...such power... * Niri narrows her eyes at the Prophetess. "You suck!" [Ishtar] G-uh. How can this be? * Angie doesn't seem surprised. She narrows her eyes and continues to pace, looking for an opening. >> Round 2 >> Declaration Phase. * Tanan steps back, shaking his head slowly, then grimly sets himself. "Nevertheless." [Prophetess] That is just a taste of the power one can have when you know the Truth of this world... do you desire it, too? What are you on about? But what're you using that power for? Is this really necessary for all of you? * Angharad lies crumpled on the ground, barely conscious and only vaguely aware that something is still going on besides the fact she hurts. It'd be one thing if you used your power to steal free cable or something, but this is ridiculous. >> Prophetess begins casting a different incantation this time. Ishtar begins building a barrier. << Strike that. ^_^ >> [Prophetess] Things will be set right. The Prophecy will be fuffiled. « er fulfilled » * Trune pulls out the ECC, and goes into a a meditative stance. The strange contraption begins to emit a whining hum and a gentle blue aura as he concentrates, "Keep dreamin', sweets." It might help if you told us what prophecy you're on about and what the heck needs to be set right. As it is, I think you're just plain crazy! * Ryllan looks back at Ishtar, grinning, "I may not be skilled enough, but I can give you some brute force!" 'Return to ruin the utopia'? Is it.. necessary, or are you just fulfilling your own words to see them fulfilled? * Mikel frowns, as electricity begins playing across his staff. "Worth a shot..." [Prophetess] Hmm hmm... you have heard the words. And met the ones who have been called saviors. And witnessed their ultimate destinies. That is why I've let you live this long... what dream will you persue? ..? >> Battle Phase. Is that a threat? Because I'm not impressed. I kind of have this rather hopefully short-term dream of kicking your pasty white ass. Hopefully you can help me realize it! Otherwise I'll be miffed. "The massive blast of flame was pretty impressive, I thought." As far as dreams to pursue....any dream we want. Isn't that the point of this new life for all of us? * Niri high fives Trune! * Tanan shakes his head, angrily forming another ball of light. "Even if we can't stop you here, we won't let HIM ruin everything." >> Prophetess unleashes temporal energies upon herself, Accelerate! May act twice immediately! * Niri blinks at Tanan. "Him? Him who?" «ooc: YOUR DAD OBVIOUSLY » >> Prophetess creates a magical barrier, reflecting willforce. magic Mirror! next 3 spells negated! Nngghhh. Okay, now I'm really ticked. ...oh you have GOT to be kidding Maybe I can just make faces in her general direction and hope one scares her to death. "...What the hell /are/ you?" >> Prophetess follows it up with a another blast of power, this time aimed at Tanan! [Prophetess] Yes. HIM. But that is not the ultimate battle you shall fight! Look out! >> Tanan is lashed by Dark energies for 1768 damage! O_o We won't just let y- * Tanan crumples Professor! ....Okay, he's a pain in the butt sometimes, but regardless, NO ONE fries my friends! * Mikel grimaces. "...holy shit." >> Ishtar clutches her chest as she absorbs the overflow, leaving hims with 1 HP. Get ready for some seriously painful pitches, you cacophonous cow! * Trune coughs, "Mikel, I won't think any less of you if you high tail it out of here. It's probably the smartest choice right now!" * Mikel glances at Trune. "You're kiddin' me, right?" Also, I'm glad people aren't quite getting killed, but is it just me or is Ishtar's help a recipe for disaster? Well, do you feel like getting fried? . o O (Well this could be going better) "Better than abandoning you lot to the witch." >> Ishtar manages to erect a holy shield of force in the sanctum.... Phase Barrier Ritual. magic reduced by 50%. >> She follows it up with a Convalescence litany on herself! All Hp restored. * Tanan slowly pulls himself back to a knee, stumbling forward as he tries to rise. * Angharad groans, ears twitches, and weakly props herself up just enough that she can raise her head and try to comprehend what is happening around her. * Ryllan focuses on the shield, sending his own power into the barrier, magnifying and strengthening it. [Ishtar] Hah... I won't give in to your tainted visions... >> Saki's action. * Saki appears to now be completely heedless of the whole 'protect someone' thing; as the spell around her dissipates with a rush of air, she all but throws herself at the Prophetess' form, lunging madly in a series of wildly uncontrolled strikes. Somewhere in the whirling strikes, her stream of words turns into a roared "Wh-who are you, gods be damned!?" >> Saki punches furious at the air as the Prophetess just seems to pass through the blows. She has a strange wan smile on her lips. [Prophetess] Who am I? Who are you...? Do you even remember? [Prophetess] Gods be damned... you are more aware than you think, my child... * Saki pauses and - astonishingly - even quiets, for one tiny precious moment; her eyes widen then she's on the attack again, desperately trying to land a blow. "You /do/ know," she continues to yell, almost hysterical. "/Tell/ me!" [Prophetess] There is no need to say it.. you already know,. You are only fooling yourself! >> Mikel's action. * Mikel whirls his staff around, the gathered electricty lashing out towards all of those manning the front line. The tendrils swirl around them, heightening their speed to new levels as the mage grins. "Nothing like her spell, but every little bit helps!" >> The front line speeds up 33%! >> Angie's action. * Angie waves her arms around a poses like a power ranger except less gay. >> Incomprehensible shape! Unfortunately, once againt it proves not so baffling to a timeless being. «ooc: ... ... .... .... bwahah » >> Vytor's action. >> 2 blocks remaining « both defenses. » * Vytor decides to give it his all, and takes a swing at the Prophetess! >> Vytore finds his hammer passing through a shadowy cloak, almos getting lost in the illusionary dance. [Prophetess] And you as well. A journey to find yourself. But you already found it. You just didn't realize it the first time... * Vytor looks at the Prophetess like she's from Mars >> Trune's action. * Trune holds the ECC upwards as the object begins to shake and whir with almost uncontrolled energy. The aura around the ECC, once gentle, now roars to life and suddenly brances off into several blue, snake like wisps that travel downward and root themselves into the ground. Trune catches his breath and glances upward, and shouts in a commanding voice, "Neptune, if you hear me, answer my call!" >> A globe of water descends from the heaven, splashing into the battelfield and coaslescing into the Elementalor Neptune! *DrWebbly's voice crackles. "One wet-behind-the-ears boy coming down. Wet in front too, come to think of it!" * Niri facepalms. Thanks! Er, not for the horrible pun, by the way. * Mikel can't help but grin. A little humor always helps. «ooc: er joke, even. Not a pun » * Vytor regains a bit of confidence, since something finally worked * Tanan looks over at Neptune. "Forgive.. Trune for this." [Neptune] I was going to tell you a joke, but it seems the Doctor beat me to it. In all seriousness... what an opponent! o_O Be careful, she's very strong! >> Angharad remains defending. [Prophetess] What's this? Ah, one of man's triumphs. And yet, a sin before the old God. * Angharad attempt at defense isn't really much of one. She pulls herself together, but remains crouching on all fours, halberd propped before her. >> Tanan's action. Old...god? * Tanan weakly pulls himself to his feet, ineffectually firing another beam of sunlight at the prophetess. "So terrible to just let-" He slumps back to his knees, breathing heavily. "-things go as they are?" Sin before...man, what are you talking about!? What god is this? * Mikel frowns for a moment, letting the others ask the same question he's thinking. I don't even know anymore, Trune. She makes no sense. >> Tanan again tries to fry the demonic entity with order's caress. Weak to Star! 26! [Neptune] Sin? I'm not a sin, madam. Not anymore, at least. "...well, he's polite at least." [Prophetess] History, Seekers... history! But now is not the time for your lesson. [DrWebbly] Indeed. Now he's a real boy! Or.. was that the wooden kid.. ...After you kill us all will be a better time? >> Niri's action. Session Time: Sat Aug 05 00:00:00 2006 Dr. Webbly, you're nuts. Okay, Angharad, here goes! Now you shall face justice...Song of Light! * Niri closes her eyes and begins to sing a wordless melody, its tone clear and piercing - lovely in a way, yet painful, so that the listener can't help but wince. As she sings, she opens her green eyes and focuses on a single enemy, frowning in concentration and willing their own life force out of them. * Niri tries to draw on the Prophetess to heal Angharad. * Tanan coughs. "No, she's just playing with us. We're not-" * Angie tries to draw on the prophetess with a sharpie. << ... >> << HAHAHA >> * Angharad grimaces, not daring to hope. >> The Prophetess just stares a moment as the spell barely nicks her. 8 damage! Angahard recovers 8 HP! ....I TRIED. « er Angharad » * Niri mutters under her breath. It sounds like profanity. Except she seems to have some of the words wrong. [Prophetess] Your mother started events into motion... I'm merely concluding them... Her mom did what now? * Angharad manages to stagger to her feet thanks to that small bit of healing, but she's still shakey. >> Leah again tries to help Niri, but her spell blows up in her face, leaving her dazed. [leah] Why is my magic not working? * Tanan raises a hand to point at the Prophetess [Prophetess] Next time... your power will truly reveal itself little girl... the nightmare grows overpowering, doesn't it? Because the Prophetess won't play nice with the other kids, Leah. [Leah] ...how could you know about that! >> Round 3 >> Declaration Phase. * Vytor winces, trying desperately to figure out some way to take an advantage in the fight * Ryllan looks up at the prophetess, "Enough hiding behind words and shields. Come out from behind them and tell all!" * Mikel glances at Leah, then at the Prophetess. "What's all this about...?" Lightning once again begins to gather as he frowns. "And a little bit more of a helping hand..." [Prophetess] Oh, Ryllan? You who relys on others for strength? What do you know of personal power? Whose mother? Mine? Lying witch. And you leave Leah alone! Only how to use it. And play with it. And make it forget it ever existed. * Angharad growls lowly. "How can the group of you keep demanding answers from her? What makes you think she will listen?" [Prophetess] Well then, let me show you the true nature of power! This little game ends. >> Prophetess begins charging a massive range spell, arms open wide and cloak billowing. This won't be good. * Trune begins drawing another pattern in the air frantically, leaving a strong red aura behind, "Not if I can help it!" * Tanan raises his shield and braces himself * Angharad supposes her should expect oblivion this time, not having the energy to do much else besides stand on her feet with the aid of her halberd. You can't just dicate what'll happen to us! You aren't the master of my fate, or Ishtar's, or anyone's! I'm not just gonna lay down and die because you told me to! [DrWebbly] Oh dear, opening feedback buffers. Be careful Neptune. Uh uh! I'm going to end your song now! [Neptune] The willforce is off the charts on that one... timespace bending. I am impressed. But also worried. >> Battle Phase. >> Neptune uses Rising Tide! Preemptively attacks Prophetess! >> The watery blows of his supercharged fists don't manage to hit, though. Her barrier is nullified however! * Angharad closes her eyes, as if in a prayer of some kind, and murmurs words undistinguishable to any other than herself. [Ishtar] Althena save us... >> prophetess acts, releasing the Vortex spell upon the group! She will! * Niri sings out in defiance as the Prophetess attacks! "Here it comes!" * Trune once again goes into a defensive position, "Get ready!" Come what may... I wish only to survive... * Tanan grits his teeth. * Vytor braces for something he knows his gonna sting something awful * Ryllan braces against the incoming vortex, whispering a prayer. >> Saki takes 3045 Thunder damage! Vytor takes 1564 Fire damage! Trune takes 1789 Dark damage! Angie takes 1690 Water damage! Niri takes 1380 Light damage! Angharad takes 823 from Plant as her resist and defend activate! Mikel suffers 1644 Earth damage! Leah takes 1222 from Plant. Neptune is struck by Fire, resistant! 568. >> correction, Tanan takes the blow for Niri, siffering 1420 in damage instead. * Tanan manages to squeeze out something that sounds like "sing" before he goes sailing >> The entire group Falls to their knees save Niri and Ryllan! * Vytor goes down like a burned tree [Neptune] Ack, too much for this body... to.. handle! That...hurt...alot! >> Neptune vanishes.. KO'd! Ishtar is knocked out from the assault of pain, but her Angel ring shatters and she revives with 1 HP! * Saki is blasted backwards, bouncing off a cathedral wall with a loud crack and slumping to the ground. * Mikel lets out a pained shout, slumping down to his knees as he grips his staff, that being the only thing keeping him near upright. "...that... agh..." * Angie is blasted back. She slams into a bookshelf and falls down. A hail of books and knickknacks bury her. * Trune lets out a choked gasp before pitching forward to his knees, looking close to keeling over, "D-damn.." * Angharad collapses back on the ground. This time she doesn't bother to get up. Though she keeps her hand clapsed around her weapon, her eyes are closed and she doesn't move. [DrWebbly] What the!! Signal Buffers overloading, Neptune! Neptune! Keep it together! Apologies guys, but that's our limit for now. >> Prophetess advances slowly upon the woudned Ishtar, a familiar white sphere of power growing within her hands. Ow. O_o Are we....alive? * Vytor gurgles something out from between charred lips * Niri tries to lunge for the Prophetess. [Prophetess] Now... surrender your power unto me, fallen angel... NONE OF THAT! *Ryllan roars out, moving with unnatural swiftness to interpose himself between the Prophetess and Ishtar* * Niri continues to attempt to sing in an effort to disrupt the Prophetess' aura * Tanan raises his head at the sounds, but drops it again, unable to focus >> Niri's singing causes the Prophetess to lose focus for a moment, giving Ryllan an opening to act! * Ryllan drops a unobstrusive grey sphere to the ground, crushing it beneath his heel before raising his hands toward the prophetess, "Why don't you surrender your power unto me, instead!" Imposition! >> Prophetess casts Truth Reaver upon Ishtar, just as the silver sphere cracks open and Ryllan is bathed in power. >> Ryllan's status is protected, reiraise on KO, and othe uber stuff! Life Preserver from Johnathan is cast! * Trune tries to say something to Niri and Ryllan, perhaps a warning of some sort, but nothing comes out. He finally collapses fully to the ground and doesn't move much after that. * Niri throws herself at the Prophetess' back and starts pummeling her with her fists. >> Ryllan gets between the seer and her target as the white sphere lances out and passes right through him. For a moment time seems to stop, and he is everywhere and nowhere all at once. He feels the tendrils of 8 corrupted and powerful souls grip his mind like a vice. >> The sphere passes through the other side of his body, stabbing into Ishtar's heart and withdrawing a golden seed of power as she stares helplessly with a mix of calm reservation and disbelief. * Ryllan strains agains the tendrils, completely intent upon his goal, "...No!" His voice rings out, "This power is mine to control, not yours!" [Prophetess] So.. you.. stand in my way? You will have your power then.... enjoy it! * Mikel hoists his head up, watching the scene unfold. * Niri continues to beat on the Prophetess. * Angharad opens her eyes so they are slits, just enough to see what is happening to Ryllan and Ishtar. The Prophetess snaps her hands back and the soul of Ihstar is yanked into her dark aura, as it is replaced with a glowing and shrieking demonic force that flows into Ryllan o_O * Saki lies crumpled in an ugly heap on the floor, babbling incoherently to herself; she is dazed, unfocused, and twitching with every wave of willforce from Ryllan's stunt. >> Ryllanm would have died from the violent infusion, but the enchantment keeps his alive through the transfer, his mind and body wracked by spasm and images, sights and sounds beyond his simple mind's ability to comprehend flow through him like a seive. * Ryllan lets out a single, long piercing scream of rage and torment. as he is thrown back against the wall, starting to bleed slightly from his mouth from the impact. The Prophtess reels back a bit from this unforeseen result. prize in hand she is about to vanish when the door busts down and Adam is standing there, sword drawn. "Ishtar!" * Niri grabs at the Prophetess' ankle. "Get her, Adam!" The husband of the TRuth seeker charges at the woman. "hat soul belongs to me, damnit... you won't have it as long as I live!" [Prophetess] Is that so. Well, I'll have to fix that problem. Prophetess casts a Rift at Adam mid-charge, as a bolt of Unholy power slices through his form once... twice.. three times in quick succession. The Virtue Knight captain staggers in his rage before finally collapsing... [Prophetess] You were never meant to be anyway, fool... Looking down at Niri at her feet, the woman smiles slightly. * Mikel grimaces, shaking his head. "Niri... get away from her!" * Niri bites the Prophetess on the leg. [Prophetess] Read the book... see through the lies She has told you. Niri is kicked away to a wall. * Vytor tries again to move, and fails Yaah- GRK. * Niri crumples against the wall, finally giving up the angry squirrel routine as she lies dazed and half conscious. * Saki is shivering on the floor; as Niri comes skidding past she desperately tries to heave herself up to her feet, but only meets with failure. The balck wind picks up again as the figure known as Prophetess turns into a dozen black crows, who all fly away through the broken stained glass skylight. "You have been baptised by fire, now the real game begins! We will meet again!" * Ryllan continues going berserk in the corner. * Angharad listens and waits to make certain the Prophetess is really gone before she starts propping herself up this time. All around you the cloister is in tatters from the superpowered struggle. * Vytor manages to roll over onto his back * Tanan weakly raises an arm and lets his fist fall to the ground in an effort to hit it. Ishtar's unconscious form is laying prone in the center of the room. She looks like she is meditating deeply, though all the color has drained from her cheeks. The chill sleep of near death. * Angharad lurches into a sitting position, head hanging down as she catches her breath. She gives herself a shake. * Angie stirs from beneath the pile of books, but she lacks the energy to extract herself. Nnngh... * Trune looks like he's trying to hoist himself into a sitting position, but lacks the energy, eventually going back to being inert. * Niri lies motionless still. * Vytor manages to force himself onto his feet, although it appears to be a painful effort Gnh... Leah moans from the ground, Shiro having broken her fall * Vytor staggers to the others one by one, trying to rouse them to some kind of action * Mikel slowly starts trying to hoist himself up, a bit of blood dripping from the wounds from the magical barrage. "Bloody... sonnuva..." He shakes his head, leaning heavily on his staff. "Miss... Ishtar? Mr. Adam?" * Niri , after a moment, stirs. She gets to her hands and knees, sways, then throws up. * Ryllan 's screams slowly fade into quieter angry shouts and nonsense babbling. * Tanan gets shaken, but lays there opening and closing his eyes. Adam is lying where he fell, sword stuck in the tiled floor and bleeding heavily. * Angharad mutteres a question only half to herself. "Why?" * Vytor staggers against one of the partly standing pillar, and yells hoarsely outside the cathedral, "Medic! We need a medic in here!" * Angie finally mysters the strength to pull an arm free and removes the spread book from her face. She slides the book off, lets her hand fall, and stares at the ceiling. * Saki staggers up, wobbly; her eyes focus at a point on the horizon, far beyond the ruined wall, and she's murmuring dreamily. "... right time... right time, wrong time, connections..." She sways, slumps into a pillar, and tears at her hair, clutching her head. * Tanan slowly pulls himself up and woodenly crawls towards Adam, trying to muster the concentration to attempt to heal. "Someone.. Ryllan." * Mikel slowly peers about, taking in the scene for a moment. "...gods above, all of this from one person..." * Niri 's head spins, but she crawls toward Adam while fumbling for an herb. * Vytor staggers over to Ryllan, not exactly sure what he can do for the man At that moment, an entire regiment of knights bursts in, led by a beastwoman in priestly robes with a horn on her head, as well as a human in loose fittign robes and a bandanna. [Mauri] Oh Goddess, Ishtar! Adam! * Vytor collapses against the wall, looking Ryllan over * Tanan slumps sideways, bumping into Niri, but falling close enough to get his hands over towards Adam. They begin to glow weakly and sporadically, not seeming to accomplish much of anything [Ronfar] Holy cripes. That broad really brought the house down. * Niri attempts to use the herb on Adam to see if it will have any effect * Angie sits up very slowly. She leans back on her hands and sighs. * Ryllan seems very unharmed, he even sits up and looks around. He continues murmering to himself, however. The two healers immediately start chain casting restorative liturgies! Everyone recovers! (croaking voice) You OK Ryllan? ADam hwoever, is in serious condition, but stabilizes. Ishtar remains unconscious, though her other wounds heal. * Trune suddenly awakens with a start, putting a hand on his head, "Oh goddess..." * Niri feels her head clear somewhat and much of the dizziness and pain fade away. She staggers slowly to her feet, using the wall for balance. * Ryllan pauses to look up at Vytor, blinks at him, then says, "Eight." Mauri administrates to ADam while Ronfar tries to wake up Ishtar. * Mikel straightens, letting out a groan as he makes his way over towards Ishtar. "What the hell did she /do/ to her?" * Niri stares at Ryllan * Tanan sits against the wall with his head down. "She won't." Eight....what? ...What's wrong with him? * Saki slides down the pillar, wrenching her hands free to cover her face with her hands. The healing light washing over her only seems to make her shiver and pull into a tighter ball. "--know her somehow, key to everything, sure of it, south south south--" [Ronfar] No good, hun. Her soul's went on a vacation somewhere. I'm just healin' the body. Bleugh. *She hauls herself up and brushes herself off, then walks over to Ishtar to inspect the damage.* There goes that plan. Something...he broke the orb...brain broken... * Angharad finally stands after one of the healers belatedly notices her and slings her halberd behind her back. Oww, my head. * Niri takes a deep breath You mean you two didn't run? Eight eyes eight of her, eight of me. Eight. Special number. Important number. Ryllan got in the Prophetess' way and she scrambled his brain or something. Goddess dammit, are you that suicidal!? * Niri stares at Trune. "And abandon Ishtar?" [Mauri] *nods to Ronfar* Mr. DYnastis will live, barely. * Tanan winces. "Please don't yell." * Vytor blinks at Ryllan, having no clue what he's babbling on about There's a difference between fighting and retreating to strike back when we have the advantage. She already kicked us in the face. To stay any longer at that point would have been crazy. But what's done is done, I guess. What if she'd killed the rest of you? * Mikel narrows his eyes for a moment as he looks at Niri and Trune. "Not now. Save whatever arguements you have for later. For Miss Ishtar's sake at least." She wants us as witnessess. She wouldn't have. Bah. I don't believe anything she says anymore. * Angharad blinks, still getting her thoughts together. We can't fight her. Ugh...dammit, I feel like I'm going throw up. We must. * Mikel slowly makes his way over to where Saki is, looking a tad apprehensive. "...Saki? What's going on?" [Adam] Ugh.... Ishtar... *groan* She said something about a book. Do you think she meant the Chronicle? Why? I don't think any of us have the power. * Ryllan looks up at Adam, eyes apologetic, but saying nothing beyond the low continuous murmer in his voice. That entire fight... was nothing... * Tanan raises his head to look at Angharad, the expression on his face sick and distant. "Something... someone has to do something. Or we all die. Everyone." * Vytor gives up trying to understand Ryllan, and leans against the wall for a while, feeling very much beaten [Mauri] Are you all alright? I'm sorry we were late. * Saki looks up at Mikel; for a moment she's looking through him, eyes wide with fear, and she tightens her grip around her own knees. Then she's focusing - just - and shaking her head clear. "... give... me a second. I'm here, but... cloudy." I do not think... that everyone will... [Ronfar] Had to take care of all the casualties. What a crappy day... * Mikel nods once, offering her a hand to help her stand up. "Alright..." Casualties? The Chronicle? The book Damon gave me? Ugh. Gotta get inside, sit down...then look at book. Ronfar? What happened? * Tanan sighs, pulling his knees up and dropping his head to meet them. "Maybe not from her, but..." * Angie shakes her head upon seeing Ishtar's inert form. She paces over to Ryllan and kneels down. "You okay, sport?" [Ronfar] Don't worry, sweetcheeks. The soldiers just got injured in the angel attack. Most of em will be fine. But our leader here... *frown* * Saki staggers up the pillar without accepting the hand; she's almost clinging onto the wrecked masonry for dear life, forehead screwed up in concentration. "... it's layers. Like an onion, piece after piece. South, and John, and /her/, and--" she screws up her eyes again, and punches the pillar. Hard. I'm sorry....we...we tried. *Stares at the ground* ...if she's trying to fulfill her prophecy and bring HIM back... * Mikel frowns. "...Wait, the /headmaster/?" [Mauri] Don't worry. Against something like that, what could we really do? We should thank Virtue we're all alive. * Tanan winces. "Wish I could clear my head. Can't think. Feel sick. Too much too fast." * Tanan looks up again quickly. "Ryllan. How's Ryllan?" Virtue... * Niri 's head reels and she feels sick again. * Ryllan looks at Tanan at the sound of his name, "Her fault." * Vytor stares at the ground for a while, as if it had some answers printed on it Dirty lies. Dirty, cruel lies. *mutters* * Trune glances at Niri, frowning slightly. "It's her fault you know, no matter what else contributed..." Ryllan devolves into deranged ranting again. * Angie shrugs to Tanan. "He's talking, but, like, not about things." Some soldiers lift up Ishtar and ADam and start carryying them to the Church, many faces grim. :/ What did the Prophetess do to him? It's like someone slipped him a crazy pill or something. * Angie bends over and slaps Ryllan on the cheek. * Tanan stares tiredly. "I... I don't even know what to do for him. Is he possessed? That never come up in... uh oh" Pull yourself together! * Saki looks a bit steadier; a couple of blinks and she's staring listlessly at the pillar, her breathing under control. "... real. Alright." She looks over at Mikel again, this time apparently more in control. "... it's an even longer story now." She sweeps her gaze over the church, shivering. Angie, wait! Don't do that! * Mikel nods once, frowning. "...I want to hear it once everyone's recovered." He turns, looking at Ronfar. "...where's Doctor Sonyele? Contact with her cut off adruptly when we were up north." I read a book where it worked. It can't hurt. * Trune stares at Angie suspiciously, "/What/ book?" * Saki doesn't even register Mikel's reply; her pan of the church stopped dead at the sight of Ryllan. She starts to hobble carefully and painfully over. * Angie sucks on a thought, eyes sliding sideways. "I think it was...Christine Aeolipile and the King of Space?" * Trune groans and facepalms! [Ronfar] The Doc? She's been in a corner crying ever since the attack. I don't know why. Like she saw a ghost or somethin' ... * Mikel blinks a couple of times. "Here in the Cathedral, or?" We should see her. * Saki manages to approach the rest of the group before, be it from exertion or something else, her legs give out and she slumps back to her knees next to Ryllan. Then, she's peering closely at him, a bizarrely open expression of... tenderness? on her face. "... N-noah...?" she asks, in a quiet voice. * Tanan pulls himself to his feet and unsteadily walks towards Ryllan. He stops, however, leaning against a wall to watch Saki. * Vytor gives Saki a strange look Who's Noah? * Angie hisses through her teeth and turns away with a wave of her hands. "It's hopeless; he needs a for-real doctor." * Trune has a quizzical expression on his face, "Noah? Who's that?" * Saki studies Ryllan's face, taking a very long time to answer; when she does it's in the same, tiny voice. "... ... I don't know. But--... you can't see it?" * Mikel nods towards Angharad, letting out another sigh before he glances at Niri. "You alright?" * Ryllan looks up at Saki, "What.. happened? An attack?" * Niri stares at Saki and Ryllan. "Great, they're both nuts." * Vytor looks even more lost now * Ryllan rubs at his temples, "Rachel... What happened?" * Niri nods to Mikel. "Guess so. Kinda." * Trune looks lost now. Very, very lost. * Niri is similarly confused. * Tanan raises a hand as though to motion people to silence, watching the two * Angie catches Tanan's motion and takes another look at Ryllan. She freezes in puzzlement, listening closely. * Mikel places a hand on Niri's shoulder for a few moments before turning to look at Ryllan and Saki. * Saki bolts backwards in an instant, eyes wide and scared and her hands and body shaking. "... wh-- ... what did you..." * Niri blinks. "Saki, what happened?" Shh! * Angharad intently watches the pair. ...? * Saki blinks up at Niri, apparently lucid but from the look of her expression /scared as hell/. "Th-that's... that's my name." She blinks back at Ryllan's form, utterly confused. "... o-or... a name. Of mine. Maybe-- maybe not here. I..." No... you're dead. *Ryllan peers closer at Saki* You can't be... how...? * Niri blinks again, just watching now. ...ooooooooookay * Angharad cocks her head to one side. "Hm?" * Angie swats Vytor ineffectually without actually looking at him. Ow. * Saki skitters backwards some more, scared witless and babbling. "... d-different... who are you? D-Don't remember..." * Ryllan 's voice becomes less confused, calmer, "But then, I am too, aren't I?" His voice continues to gather strength, taking on an accent not recognizable as Ryllan's, "Sleepingin the tomb, waiting... Though I'll soon live again, I suppose. This isn't the one I want... was there a mistake?" Hmm. this boy is Ryllan. Young still, foolish. But great potential. There's a place for me here. And you, Rachel, is your.. mistake as tantalizing as this one? * Trune suddenly tenses, not liking where this conversation is going. ...Anyone else feel like we don't belong here? * Tanan takes a step forward. "I'm sorry.. Noah?" * Saki shakes, and makes a strangled noise, and scrabbles to her feet, and tries to assume a controlled stance, all in one panicky movement. "... n-no... y-you're dead, get out, get /out/ of him!" She's suddenly blazing and angry, if still scared; next comes the /yell/. "Get /out/ of Ryllan!" * Tanan steps back, startled by Saki * Angie turns all the way around to get a better view, taking a step back asshe does so. She lifts her hand and opens her mouth, words forming on her lips, but Saki's shout cuts her short. * Vytor starts to look a bit concerned * Mikel takes a few steps forward, frowning. * Ryllan takes a single step towards Saki, menacingly, then flings himself back against the wall again, "No! This is /my/ head you son of a whore! You will not harm them, any of them!" Mauri and Ronfar just look on. ..! Oh sod it all. [Ronfar] Demon possession? * Vytor grimaces SOMETHING possession....do the names Rachel and Noah sound familiar to anyone? It seems. One of the.. beings... that made up the woman who attacked seems to be in him [Mauri] Haven't done an exorcism in a while, honey. Do you think...? * Angie 's jaw sets. Moving with slow, deliberate movements, she etches a net of shimmering light in the air and casts it upon Ryllan whom it circles with a high-pitched buzz. "There's definitetly... /something/ in him. Do we need to restrain him, or?" * Trune steps towards Saki, in a defensive stance, "I'd listen to the lady if I were you!" * Ryllan grabs the wall and slams his head into it again, "I said NO!" * Saki pants for several deep breaths, then with a shuddering motion she rights herself, and is as back to normal as she can be for someone almost hyperventilating; she hisses in Ronfar's direction. "... yes! The thing in him's dead, it's not ... not real, not right, he's dead-- I... I'm dead, or ... was, or--" she shakes her head violently, and lunges at Ryllan to try to restrain him. * Vytor takes the hint, and moves to restrain Ryllan * Ryllan lets Saki hold him, breathing heavily, "I'm alright. ...It's held." The voice is his own. * Angie shakes her head. "It's the same as Saki, but the energies are so chaotic. There might be a way to tip the balance." * Tanan leans against the wall watching with concern, letting steadier or crazier people grab Ryllan * Vytor stops and releases Ryllan, getting the feeling he'd best let Saki handle this one Right! I'll...uh...just stand here! Yeah! --; * Saki ... collapses to the ground as soon as Ryllan makes the assertation; not hurt, just thunderstruck, and staring wide-eyed into the distance, and trying to make any sense out of a sudden jumble of a brain. The two ordianed ministers join hands with each other and the both reach out for one of Ryllan's dangling hands. They form a circuit of willforce that passes through him like a lightbulb, attempting a purging of his mind and body of unnatural inlfuences... * Angharad doesn't voice her thoughts, though they are much as the same as Trune's. She can only watch and witness. * Vytor stands back and let's the priests do their work * Saki shivers, and almost curls in on herself; from somewhere within the ball of self, as the priests begin to do their work, there's a mumbled but steel-edged growl. "... get rid of that bastard." * Ryllan closes his eyes, "Let him stay." He orders the priests, "I've got him under control, I swear. He could help us... understand." Say what? The presence in Ryllan's being subsides further, but it does not disappear entirely, a dull throb in the back of his mind. Hmm, could this be what saki always feels like, wonders Ryllan to himself. Wha? Who is he? The priests hesitate and end the magic of his own voalition [Mauri] Are you sure? I can't force you to get rid of it if you don't honestly wish for it. I'm sure. What you left... I should be able to control. [Ronfar] It's alright, snugglebunny. he's right. It could help get to the bottom of things. He's one of THEM. Ryllan, are you certain? "No offense or anything, Ryllan, but that can't be healthy..." He's a Prophet. Part of /her/. He knows what the hellis going on around here. ... ".../what/?" I see... "Them"? [Leah] I'm so confused.. ;_; Wha? O_o She put a PROPHET into your head? What? * Angie snaps her fingers. "Of course! That's why it looked the same." She rubs her mouth, thinking. Her eyes are flashing, but her stare is a thousand miles away. "Now if only we knew how many there were..." Eight. ...What does that make Saki, then? Eight souls in the Prophetess. Minus one. Do you think this other personality will cooperate with you though? * Vytor rubs his temples, feeling a headache coming on * Tanan sighs. "Niri, I promise I'll explain it all later when my head hurts less." Maybe, maybe not. I have the homefield advantage. Eight! *She beams suddenly, almost laughing.* Of course, of course...for the resonance, eight. Like eight elements, eight corners of the world... Saki? ...Rachel. A... guard of some sort. Can you tell us anything more about him? Can you like steal his knowledge or something? * Saki murmurs from her spot on the floor, shaking slightly. "... served Noah..." she tacks onto Ryllan's line, sounding dreamy and far-off. "... served and cared and guarded and loved and betrayed." Betrayed... didn't get that one. Someone get pen and paper now, while this is fresh. * Vytor pulls out his usual notepad, and starts scribbling Noah... one of the eight prophets... I... /he/ ruled vane, a long time ago. * Saki shakes her head. "... betrayed /me/, /her/. Burnt and burnt and flames. It's... it's fresh. Don't think it ever won't be..." And she's curled back up into her ball. I am currently in favor of food. "Maybe..." * Mikel shakes his head, glancing at Ronfar. "...Can you take me to where Doctor Sonyele is?" * Vytor takes rapid notes, figuring Ryllan and Saki's words can be deciphered later * Angie nudges Saki with a toe. "I think we can only have one of them non-crazy at a time." She cracks a smile, but her tone lacks humour. Burnt, yes, at the stake, for crimes. Ruled Vane? And they were killed there... Casting magic... like we do, no goddess, just pure cussed willpowr. [Ronfar] Sure, Mikel. Hopefully she's got a hold of herself by now. Alright, Vytor, accurately now. I got a lot of impressions and things while he had control. No idea how long they'll stay with me. Keep going Hate the goddess.. it's her fault, Selfish, a trickster. Man can be god... /should/ have been god. * Saki heaves once, almost recoiling from the nudge; then she remembers herself, and gets to her feet in another slow motion of crawling up the ruined pillar. She sways gently on the spot, trying with some willpower to focus on Angie. * Trune is quiet, taking a few steps back, realizing this is a moment where silence is golden. * Vytor continues his rapid note-taking 8 of us, in vane, heretics... the fire, immortal, sleeping in the ruins. Awakening... now. Ryllan. Do you know what the Prophetess wants? Is she working for Zophar? The seekers. Need them, to ... animate. Souls, merging... for the truth. * Angharad does some thinking... Time... i saw all of it. Their prophecy says the destroyer will return. I don't know that fulfilling it means they're working for him. That won't be the ultimate fight? What did she SAY exactly.. damn Mistakes, fixing them, all of them... the war. There was power... and darkness... had to be controlled I was pondering what Angie had said earlier. How there are eight prophets, eight elements, eight corners of the world... Has anyone noticed that there are eight of us? A price... to cheat death. * Mikel stares for a couple of moments, looking quite confused. * Vytor flips over to a fresh sheet and continues writing at a frantic pace * Tanan pauses. "I.. count nine, assuming we don't count Shiro" [Shiro] *whimpers* * Saki wobbles and wobbles but doesn't fall down; with a final shuddering breath she appears herself again, if leaning heavily on the pillar next to her for support. She watches the conversation with obvious interest, but doesn't interject. * Angharad blinks... and looks around to make another head count. * Ryllan shakes his head, "8, important number, one of 8. Abraham, Issac, Jacob, Noah, Rebekah, Pandora, and Esau. The grave... so cold. Machpela.. like Hylan mentioned. ...Wait. And that's seven. * Tanan looks confused Machpela? * Saki nods slowly. "... and Rachel. Minus one." * Trune stares at Tanan, "Didn't you call the Prophetess Pandora?" «ooc: Nuke that if everyone obviously knows that by now or I'm wrong » Jacob, too. No zophar... No Althena... have to fix. Yes. I did. The headmistress told us this much already. At least about the eight of them being her, and the prophecy, and them dying Angharad, that's a disturbing thought. * Trune nods, "Just checkin'." John, important somehow... our powers, too... and... the Treatise... The hell is a treatise. * Ryllan shakes his head, "That's all I've got for you." * Vytor scribbles a few last things, then signals his completion All right. I'm not sure what all that means, but I've got it A writing? A theory? Book? * Angie kicks at the carpeting. "Well, it's better than what we had before. I guess we should go over the Chronicle in more detail, eh?" * Saki scratches a gentle line along the surface of the pillar for a moment, then speaks up. Her voice is steady, careful and controlled. "... a book. A--... spellbook? Textbook?" * Vytor starts reading it from the beginning * Niri gets out the Chronicle. * Niri stares at it and sighs. * Trune sighs, "Man, this is crazy. I dunno what to say to all of this." * Mikel blinks a couple of times. * Vytor winces as he remembers something, "I don't suppose everyone knows how to read shorthand?" * Angharad shakes her head. Nah, sorry. I can barely read my own handwriting. I can probably manage. My writing's pretty scribbly. * Vytor swears to himself, and starts transcribing everything onto a fresh sheet, albiet slower this time. * Saki looks down at the ruined floor, her voice bizarrely small and quiet; "... I'm sorry. I... need to sort through this. I might know more then." Shorthand's easy compared to some things. S'cool. Take your time, Saki. We gotta lick our wounds anyway. Er, methphorically speaking, of course! Agreed. We should... should.. rest. Rest and think. * Niri sighs again. "I need to do some thinking. Anyone want to join me for a snack or a drink? If not, maybe I'll go call home." A drink. * Angie walks over to the bookshelf where she fell and nudges a book with her boot. "Maybe we should go see the doctor. It could be the same sort of thing as Ryllan, right?" Stiff drink. * Trune shrugs, "I will, Niri. There's something I wanan talk to you about anyway." * Mikel lets out a sigh. "I'm going to go see how the Doctor's doing." That sounds like the best suggestion I've heard all day. * Saki drags a hand through her hair, eying Angie uncertainly. "... is it? I--... I've never stood in the way of a blast like that, or... anything of the sort." * Tanan sighs. "Right. Dr. Sonyele. We should see what happened to her. Breaking down like that..." I will go with you, Mikel. I think she should know what we found in the Bluetooth area. It may be a small thing in the greater scheme of things, but no less important. Okay, Trune. And yet, you knew who this was... and he knew you, or... some part of you. And anyone else who's coming of course Yeah, me too. *She clasps her hands over her head and stretches.* What a fucking day. * Mikel nods towards Angharad and Tanan. "Alright then..." He glances at Niri. "Should we meet up with the rest of you afterwards, then?" *Something finally occurs to Ryllan* Ishtar! Is she...? * Niri sighs * Vytor shakes his head at Ryllan Same as the others. * Mikel glances at Ryllan, shaking his head. We failed, Ryllan. Even biting her ankle didn't stop her. Sorry, Ryllan. We biffed it, big time. You bit her ankle!? Are you NUTS? * Mikel chuckles. "I think she's just determined." Dammit! * Tanan pinches the bridge of his nose. ....Er....yeah, I did, and uh...no, I'm not? Anyway. Who's coming to the pub with me? If I'd been stronger, held more of it back... I'm gonna go check out the doctor, see if there's anything I can do. What pub is it? I'll catch up. * Trune shakes his head, "Crazy, crazy littlebit Princess." Can it, Sunshine. Sure thing ankle biter. * Trune grins. Okay Rainbow Blossom. * Mikel lets out a small laugh before shrugging. "I'll join you once I see the Doc. I'm a bit worried." Okay, see, Sunshine I get. I get that, but did you pull Rainbow blossom from your ass or what? Got it, Mikel. I'm going to head home. I have to finish transcribing this stuff, and I'd rather be someplace quiet. When you're all finished, we can meet up there. Trune, I just got my head slammed into a wall. I am not responsible for anything I say. *Blinks innocently* * Mikel looks over at Ronfar. "Lead the way then, sir." * Trune sighs melodramtically, "Excuses, excuses." Leah just sighs, looking less than happy. * Niri shakes her head. Leah, are you coming with us? Leah, do y- * Saki pulls herself back together with an effort of will, and looks... completely lost as to what to do. [Leah] Yeah, I'll tag along. Just a little bothered by what she said. She just trying to psyche me out, I bet! She's good at that. Shiro barks happily, trying to cheer everyone up! he's good at that She's doing the same to all of us! Don't worry, let's just go have something to eat and we'll all feel better soon. * Niri leads the way off toward the pub. ^_^ * Saki starts to limp carefully out of the church, glancing across at first Angie then Vytor, her mind apparently going a mile a minute. "... need a hand? ... I need to take over your kitchen." * Mikel waits for Ronfar to lead the way to somewhere... probably far less cheery. Right. That's all I'm really mentally ready for, anyway. Brain says prophetess bad. Food good! Get food! * Trune follows Niri out. * Vytor looks curiously at Saki for a moment, then remembers their earlier conversation, and nods to her, "The kitchen's all yours." Come on. * Ryllan grins at Trune and Niri's antics, then follows silently, intending to go see a doc of some sort... about the blood and gore if not his mental state. * Saki nods a thanks and chuckles out loud, tinged just slightly by hysterics. "... at least I know my name," she muses as she gets going. Its a start. * Angie scratches the tip of her nose. "I wonder," she muses. "Maybe we should talk to Dr. Webbly more about this, too. I'd like to know more about the old world religion, and this Althena/Zophar thing can't be a coincidence." We need to drag some answers out of some people. * Vytor points Angie at the retreating forms of Trune and Niri. "That way for info." * Mikel eyes Tanan for a few moments. "Can I get answers out of you guys afterwards?" Nah, I'm going to go check out the other doctor first. The one who's made out of meat and lives on the Blue Star. * Saki answers for Tanan, quiet and steely. "Yes." * Angie follows the others out the door. What we know, I suppose. What we know. OK, play nice while you're out there. * Vytor manages a small smile finally, but it doesn't last overlong Ronfra nods to Mikel and leads the way back, while his faithful wife continues to hold down what's left of the cloister and supervise the transfer of the two great one's transport to a medical room. « er Ronfar » * Vytor nods to Saki, and leads that way back to the Dunbar house. "Let's go. THe makrets might be in shambles now, but we've got a decent pantry." And so another soul falls. After a valiant defense, the group is left wondering if what they do matetrs anymore. But soon they will realzie just how much of the future is in their hands. The real game truly begins now... as the lands to the setting sun await them. == SESSION END == YAY >> 4 XP to all! Session Close: Sat Aug 05 02:15:27 2006