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Ash of Orodruin
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Seems like things are going a bit slowly - (everyone's busy, and I am as well!). Perhaps its time for someone to walk in with a gun... or at least an axe. ![]() - Himaran |
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
Posts: 7,066
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It may not be a gun or an axe, but to my surprise, Mabalar discovers that one of his jailers is sympathetic. More to follow. How would y'all feel if we have another minor character?
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jun 2003
Location: The bottom of the ocean, discussing philosophy with a giant squid
Posts: 2,254
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Sorry for not posting in a long time. (I've really been neglecting my duties to this RPG lately...
![]() Oh, and if somebody could please add a hunting knife to my bio (as I don't think I can edit it at this point since it's in piosenniel's post), that'd be good.
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Desultory Dwimmerlaik
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat.....
Posts: 7,779
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Menel
I added the hunting knife to your character bio. ~*~ Pio
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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I've just posted. Inzi's group can see Romenna, so I recommend hurrying.
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Ash of Orodruin
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Here is my post, to be placed after TomBrady12's in the gaming thread. If you think any changes need to be made, let me know.
--Himaran __________________ Himaran's Post "Please identify him if you would." A cleverly laid trap. But I have not fallen into it just yet. Abarzadan smiled casually, and glanced around the room; trying his best not to show the inward fear circumventing his heart. Slow down! If he were to get out of this one, it would have to be by sheer luck - Abarzadan had never seen any of these people, let alone Abârpânarú himself. He decided to stall for time. "It was quite a few years back since the last trade we made - and people change over the years. Now let me see..." He kept looking, judging each guest individually. There were several men and women standing or sitting around the room, carrying on personal coversations but secretly listening since Marsillion's loud outburst. Abarzadan used this to his advantage; as the words "stable master" left the accuser's lips, one man in the room shifted and turned his head. He was small, quite small, and of a wirey frame. Surely one such as Abârpânarú would not have had this undersized and unattractive man as his stable master; that position would require one of greater social stature. A field hand, maybe, but not one with authority. Perhaps, though, that was what Marsillion wanted him to think. The man was clever indeed. Abarzadan's gaze then shifted to another man. This one, in comparision to the other, was tall and strong; with fair features. Surely this one would be more fitting for the role of a stable master than any in this room. He opened his mouth to give an answer in this effect and then stopped - what was he doing? Going against his first insticts, and using the belief system of his father to judge others (that only those of the right physical attributes could ever lead), would not win this battle of wits. The one that moved had to be the one discussed; it was that simple. Why can't you accept that? Putting on the best face he could, Abarzadan chuckled openly, having made his decision. "A strange request, Marsillion, a strange one indeed. However, why keep you in suspense? The man you refer to is that one there, although his name escapes me. Perhaps now I can give you a riddle, just to keep things fair..." He waited for Marsillion's reaction. The man seemed to grimace, and than caught himself. "That is he, Abarzadan - his name is Tiru. Come, we must now discuss this matter with the others, for time is short." As he moved off, however, Abarzadan caught a glimpse of lingering distrust in his eye. You're in deep now; and there is no going back... |
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Haunting Spirit
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: Red Sox Nation
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I edited Himaran's post onto mine. Let me know if it needs any changing.
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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LMP : your quibble has been duly ammended... and all that jazz. All *should* be good now. And Him: nice writing.
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Scent of Simbelmynë
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to Armenelos.
Nice writing Himaran, good job getting out of that cleverly made trap. ![]() I just realized (I've been kind of dense) that my pms have been full for days, so hopefully nobody has been trying to reach me all weekend. ![]() Everyone all ready for the next phase of our journey? I think it's time to head out. Any unfinished business from the Karibzir homestead can be dealt with in retrospect, I hope?
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
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Monôizindu is the shopkeeper that aladlondewen would have been playing if she hadn't gotten so busy. In her absence, I'm preparing to write something that ties together Mabalar, Târik, and Monôizindu. The idea is that Mabalar finally remembers that he has a friend right in the capital, and he sends Târik after him. Once Monôizindu finds out what's up, the entire network of secret Faithful in the capital gets into action, and it's only a matter of circumstance before the rescuers are discovered/run into and get connected up with Monôizindu and thus Târik and finally Mabalar. And rescuing the Karibor (I again forget which one) that Mabalar rides, becomes a soluble (solvable, sorry)problem. Thoughts?
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: Tumunzahar/Nogrod
Posts: 364
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My post is up. Let me know if changes are needed. Sorry it's on the longish side. I got a bit carried away. You know how writing goes.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jun 2003
Location: The bottom of the ocean, discussing philosophy with a giant squid
Posts: 2,254
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I've gotten us into the city. I'll be gone starting Friday but I'll be back on Monday so I don't think that should affect the RPG much.
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Ash of Orodruin
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Time for a little more thinking...
What do we do now? These are a few options I have considered: 1. Take Inzi to the prison and use it as an opportunity to get the others out. 2. Drop the uniforms, find a place to stay, and lie low while gathering intelligence and figuring out how to get everyone free. 3. Turn themselves in. (Just kidding.) We have, however, finally reached the point of the game where Abarzadan has a legitimate reason for deserting. He is inside Armenelos, and obviously wants to see it as his father had asked him to do. At some point in the rest of the story, I do want him to explore the "wonderous" city and find what he may... Then we shall see how this little sub-plot will end. - Himaran |
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