[Jorg] Jorg can't quite make out what they saying, but he thinks he caught the phrase "soft blancmange" spoken by someone in a very strange accent. He has no idea quite why they're talking catering. He enters the room to see the room full of people, several of them armed. At first glance, he doesn't recognise any of them! [Duplar, Ryzar, Reylorna, Jaldaric] Someone comes through the door... [Can everyone post descriptions of their character, please?] -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
[Reylorna] Dressed in a stark white robe a young girl watches the intruder enter. Her face shows the soft lines of someone who is intently studious. Her brown hair wreathes her face and shows of her brown eyes. Though she wears a dagger at her belt, it is sheathed. Her hands are empty and away from her body as she regards the intruder.
Tim Hall wrote:
> [Jorg]
>
> Jorg can't quite make out what they saying, but he thinks he caught
> the phrase "soft blancmange" spoken by someone in a very strange
> accent. He has no idea quite why they're talking catering.
>
> He enters the room to see the room full of people, several of them
> armed. At first glance, he doesn't recognise any of them!
>
> [Duplar, Ryzar, Reylorna, Jaldaric]
>
> Someone comes through the door...
>
> [Can everyone post descriptions of their character, please?]
> OOC: Yeah, well, what's Jorg look like...?
As the not-unexpected newcomer walks into the room, one of the
humans -- a male, wearing a green-dyed leather hauberk with black-dyed
cloth sleeves and leggings, and a brown, conical leather helmet that
peaks with a black horse-tail that cascades down the back of his head --
produces a strange looking, small bronze "hammer" from a sort-of pouch
on his belt, and points it (backwards; handle first) at the newcomer.
"Halt! Identify yourself!" the male human says, in a thickly -- and
strangely! -- accented Mannish.
This male warrior's skin is very pale, that of it that can be seen
on his oval face -- with it's cleft chin, and large, dark eyes that
dominate the face. He is about average height for humans, perhaps just
shy of six feet ((I know that the Kandar don't use "feet", so sue me!)),
but on the slender side, for his height.
Besides the armour, and the strange bronze "hammer", the man wears a
wide-bladed shortsword at his left hip, and a backpack.
"Are you controlled by the Kolder?" the young-looking human asks, in
his strange accent, as he takes a tighter grip of his 'hammer' and
pointing it in a threatening manner at the newcomer, "I said, Identify
yourself!"
[Jorg] The newcomer is a giant human male, standing over seven feet tall and at least three feet across the shoulders. Dressed from head to toe in plain brown leather armor, he wields a huge sword in his right hand and carries an equally enormous shield on the opposite side. He seems slightly stunned by the motley crew assembled in the room, but his eyes are drawn to the man behind the desk. Looking at the man, he says, "Sir, what is going on here?" > -----Original Message----- > From: kalyr-error@phoenyx.net [mailto:kalyr-error@phoenyx.net]On Behalf > Of Tim Hall > Sent: Thursday, July 29, 1999 11:56 AM > To: kalyr@phoenyx.net > Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! > > > [Jorg] > > Jorg can't quite make out what they saying, but he thinks he caught > the phrase "soft blancmange" spoken by someone in a very strange > accent. He has no idea quite why they're talking catering. > > He enters the room to see the room full of people, several of them > armed. At first glance, he doesn't recognise any of them! > > [Duplar, Ryzar, Reylorna, Jaldaric] > > Someone comes through the door... > > > [Can everyone post descriptions of their character, please?] > > -- > Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com > * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh > > "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot" >
[Reylorna] She almost laughs at the bard's comment. Instead she answers for the man at the desk, "the man sitting, won't be answering you. We found him like this," she adds quietly.
[Jorg] "So you live, Jorg", says a voice he recognises as belonging to the mageguard Verthes. Jorg had not noticed him amongst the strangers until he spoke. "It seems that we two are the only survivors. For our master here has perished, along with too many others. Have you seen anyone else?". He motions to the figure sitting motionless at the desk: Aranyr, sitting serenely as if still alive. -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
There are two figures behind the desk. Neither are Human, one is and one was Kandar. The seated figure is dead. The standing figure is dressed in a very ordinary brown tunic and trousers, save for the way the sleeves are cut - which is odd but you can't quite put your finger on the oddness. As the stangers enter he is just picking up a metallic rod in his right hand. You might or might not know what it is - if you do know what a lightning wand looks like then you also know that this Kandar must also be of the Kazathran, for only they wield such things. His left hand is tucked in the front of his tunic. You cannot see it.
"What has happened?" says Jorg. "I cannot seem to remember!"
"That makes two of us!", replies Verthes. "I can remember nothing either. There was that missing guard, and one or two people ill.. Then... nothing. All dead. Except you and me".
[Reylorna] Though the quiet apprentice says nothing, her mind wanders. Why did these two survive? Were they not a threat? Were they better as tools? Or is there something more? She just watched and listened. -Sean
[Jaldaric] Cocking an eyebrow at the old mageguard, Jal indicates Jorg with a slight movement of his left hand. "You know this man, Grandpa?" he asks, not disrespectfully. > Best regards, > > Hugh Foster > System Support Analyst > > Servisair (UK) Ltd. > hughfoster@servisair.co.uk > www.servisair.co.uk > "Reboot the PC and try it again" > -----Original Message----- From: Tim Hall [mailto:timjh@csi.com] Sent: 01 August 1999 15:47 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! [Jorg] "So you live, Jorg", says a voice he recognises as belonging to the mageguard Verthes. Jorg had not noticed him amongst the strangers until he spoke. "It seems that we two are the only survivors. For our master here has perished, along with too many others. Have you seen anyone else?". He motions to the figure sitting motionless at the desk: Aranyr, sitting serenely as if still alive. -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
[Uh, I take it Kylar has quietly evaporated? Shame, great character]. > Best regards, > > Hugh Foster > System Support Analyst > > Servisair (UK) Ltd. > hughfoster@servisair.co.uk > www.servisair.co.uk > "Reboot the PC and try it again" > -----Original Message----- From: Tim_Hall@iint.com [mailto:Tim_Hall@iint.com] Sent: 02 August 1999 11:17 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: RE: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! "That makes two of us!", replies Verthes. "I can remember nothing either. There was that missing guard, and one or two people ill.. Then... nothing. All dead. Except you and me".
"Of course I know him", Verthes replies, "Jorg, he's hired from the Union of Guards. Been here for a couple of months". "I would be more inclined to trust this human", interrupts the tall kandar warrior [Kylar, who hasn't evaporated], "If there wasn't rather a lot of blood on his sword". Verthes gives Kylar a black look. "I think he must be free from the madness now, as I am". -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
"As near as I can tell, I'm alright now," states Jorg. "How did everyone end up dead? We didn't kill them, did we?" > -----Original Message----- > From: kalyr-error@phoenyx.net [mailto:kalyr-error@phoenyx.net]On Behalf > Of Tim Hall > Sent: Tuesday, August 03, 1999 1:21 PM > To: kalyr@phoenyx.net > Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! > > > "Of course I know him", Verthes replies, "Jorg, he's hired from the > Union of Guards. Been here for a couple of months". > > "I would be more inclined to trust this human", interrupts the tall > kandar warrior [Kylar, who hasn't evaporated], "If there wasn't rather > a lot of blood on his sword". > > Verthes gives Kylar a black look. "I think he must be free from the > madness now, as I am". > > -- > Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com > * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh > > "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot" >
[Jal] A thought strikes Jal, and he whispers to Duplar. "Could you," he wiggles his gloved fingers suggestively, "tell from the blood on his weapon what he's been doing with it?" he asks. The psychometry has obviously taken his imagination! > Best regards, > > Hugh Foster > System Support Analyst > > Servisair (UK) Ltd. > hughfoster@servisair.co.uk > www.servisair.co.uk > "Reboot the PC and try it again" > -----Original Message----- From: Thomas Woodard [mailto:thomasw@modify.com] Sent: 03 August 1999 18:38 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: RE: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! "As near as I can tell, I'm alright now," states Jorg. "How did everyone end up dead? We didn't kill them, did we?" > -----Original Message----- > From: kalyr-error@phoenyx.net [mailto:kalyr-error@phoenyx.net]On Behalf > Of Tim Hall > Sent: Tuesday, August 03, 1999 1:21 PM > To: kalyr@phoenyx.net > Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! > > > "Of course I know him", Verthes replies, "Jorg, he's hired from the > Union of Guards. Been here for a couple of months". > > "I would be more inclined to trust this human", interrupts the tall > kandar warrior [Kylar, who hasn't evaporated], "If there wasn't rather > a lot of blood on his sword". > > Verthes gives Kylar a black look. "I think he must be free from the > madness now, as I am". > > -- > Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com > * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh > > "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot" >
On Wed, 4 Aug 1999 16:56:03 CDT, you wrote: [All-OOC] [I'm going to assume all conversations are in Mannish unless explicitly specified otherwise in the post] -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
[Huzzah! Kylar lives! :)] > Best regards, > > Hugh Foster > System Support Analyst > > Servisair (UK) Ltd. > hughfoster@servisair.co.uk > www.servisair.co.uk > "Reboot the PC and try it again" > -----Original Message----- From: Tim Hall [mailto:timjh@csi.com] Sent: 03 August 1999 18:21 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! "Of course I know him", Verthes replies, "Jorg, he's hired from the Union of Guards. Been here for a couple of months". "I would be more inclined to trust this human", interrupts the tall kandar warrior [Kylar, who hasn't evaporated], "If there wasn't rather a lot of blood on his sword". Verthes gives Kylar a black look. "I think he must be free from the madness now, as I am". -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
>A thought strikes Jal, and he whispers to Duplar. > >"Could you," he wiggles his gloved fingers suggestively, "tell from the >blood on his weapon what he's been doing with it?" he asks. > >The psychometry has obviously taken his imagination! > Duplar replies equally quietly. "Yes, but not why."
"Ah" mouths Jaldaric, silently. There is more to this magic business than meets the eye, he realises. > Best regards, > > Hugh Foster > System Support Analyst > > Servisair (UK) Ltd. > hughfoster@servisair.co.uk > www.servisair.co.uk > "Reboot the PC and try it again" > -----Original Message----- From: Michael Orton [mailto:conteck@vossnet.co.uk] Sent: 05 August 1999 01:51 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! >A thought strikes Jal, and he whispers to Duplar. > >"Could you," he wiggles his gloved fingers suggestively, "tell from the >blood on his weapon what he's been doing with it?" he asks. > >The psychometry has obviously taken his imagination! > Duplar replies equally quietly. "Yes, but not why."
>"Ah" mouths Jaldaric, silently. There is more to this magic business than >meets the eye, he realises. "Nevertheless", Kylar the legionnaire says, "Some information is better than nothing at all. Read the blade, Duplar, and tell us what you see". -- Tim Hall, timjh (at) csi.com * http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/timjh "Divide by cucumber error: Please reinstall universe and reboot"
[Reylorna] She was quiet as the suggestion was made. She wasn't sure that they could trust the pair, but then the monster was asleep for the moment. And they might be able help if it came to another fight.
Jorg looks questioningly at Verthes then shrugs. "Go ahead and take a look, if you want." > "Nevertheless", Kylar the legionnaire says, "Some information is > better than nothing at all. Read the blade, Duplar, and tell us what > you see".
[Dharak] So, an Academy of the Mind rescue force, along with a couple of survivors. That martial-sounding kandar appears to be in charge, but there are at least a couple of humans, and they seem to be more or less equal partners in the venture. That's good enough. Dharak removes the bolt from his crossbow, uncocks it as quietly as possible, and hooks the weapon on his belt. He draws his walking stick from over his right shoulder. He begins speaking before he steps across the threshold into the tower room. "I don't know how much more information you require," Dharak announces, speaking Mannish with hint of a Far Western accent. He steps into the doorway and surveys the occupants of the room. "It's clear that whatever assailant lay siege to your minds in the gatehouse was also responsible for setting the residents at each other's throats." He is human, of average height, clad in a reddish-brown cloak, olive drab trousers, and a dull brown leather helmet, cuirass, and boots. All of his gear looks a bit the worse for wear, and is dusty. His skin is medium brown with a ruddy gold undertone. He smiles slightly through a neatly trimmed black goatee; short black dreadlocks protrude from the back of his helmet. His deep brown eyes shine with self-assurance. In his gloved right hand, he holds a polished hardwood walking stick. He glances at the (very TALL) human with the bloodstained sword. "I'm sorry, brother, but I doubt that wizard will be able to conjure up a salve for your conscience." >Jorg looks questioningly at Verthes then shrugs. >"Go ahead and take a look, if you want." > >> "Nevertheless", Kylar the legionnaire says, "Some information is >> better than nothing at all. Read the blade, Duplar, and tell us what >> you see".
[Reylorna]
The young female human apprentice notes the newcomer and comments
"the creature that controlled some of us, probably controlled others
here as well. How is it you were left unscathed?" So far she didn't
recognize any of the newcomers, but then she hadn't expected to. The
only one she had see at the academy was sitting dead near her now.
[Dharak] He regards the white-robed woman gravely. "Quite simple, young sister. I wasn't here. My name, by the way, is Dharak. I am a teacher, and was spreading knowledge among the hard brothers and sisters of this wilderness, when one night, into my dreams an awful presence came. I dreamt of blood, fire, death, an unseen enemy -- and of this castle. "So perhaps I was not totally uscathed, after all. I was drawn here today -- I entered the gatehouse not long after you did, I think. Close enough behind to sense the magnitude of your struggle with ... well, whatever it was." Dharak glances from the kandar with his hand in his tunic, then back to the woman. "What have you learned about this thing that wrought such destruction?" >[Reylorna] > > The young female human apprentice notes the newcomer and comments >"the creature that controlled some of us, probably controlled others >here as well. How is it you were left unscathed?" So far she didn't >recognize any of the newcomers, but then she hadn't expected to. The >only one she had see at the academy was sitting dead near her now.
Can i make up every thing i have (as logn as im not godmoding?) Mark & wrote: > > How is this game played? do I start with weaponery? > > Ted Kissell wrote: > > > > [Dharak] > > So, an Academy of the Mind rescue force, along with a couple of survivors. > > That martial-sounding kandar appears to be in charge, but there are at > > least a couple of humans, and they seem to be more or less equal partners > > in the venture. > > > > That's good enough. Dharak removes the bolt from his crossbow, uncocks it > > as quietly as possible, and hooks the weapon on his belt. He draws his > > walking stick from over his right shoulder. > > > > He begins speaking before he steps across the threshold into the tower room. > > > > "I don't know how much more information you require," Dharak announces, > > speaking Mannish with hint of a Far Western accent. He steps into the > > doorway and surveys the occupants of the room. "It's clear that whatever > > assailant lay siege to your minds in the gatehouse was also responsible > > for setting the residents at each other's throats." > > > > He is human, of average height, clad in a reddish-brown cloak, olive drab > > trousers, and a dull brown leather helmet, cuirass, and boots. All of his > > gear looks a bit the worse for wear, and is dusty. His skin is medium brown > > with a ruddy gold undertone. He smiles slightly through a neatly trimmed > > black goatee; short black dreadlocks protrude from the back of his helmet. > > His deep brown eyes shine with self-assurance. In his gloved right hand, he > > holds a polished hardwood walking stick. > > > > He glances at the (very TALL) human with the bloodstained sword. "I'm > > sorry, brother, but I doubt that wizard will be able to conjure up a salve > > for your conscience." > > > > >Jorg looks questioningly at Verthes then shrugs. > > >"Go ahead and take a look, if you want." > > > > > >> "Nevertheless", Kylar the legionnaire says, "Some information is > > >> better than nothing at all. Read the blade, Duplar, and tell us what > > >> you see".
im lost please help newbie herew mark & tum wrote: > > Right well you keep sendng the same message so im lost > > mark & tum wrote: > > > > Can i make up every thing i have (as logn as im not godmoding?) > > > > Mark & wrote: > > > > > > How is this game played? do I start with weaponery? > > > > > > Ted Kissell wrote: > > > > > > > > [Dharak] > > > > So, an Academy of the Mind rescue force, along with a couple of survivors. > > > > That martial-sounding kandar appears to be in charge, but there are at > > > > least a couple of humans, and they seem to be more or less equal partners > > > > in the venture. > > > > > > > > That's good enough. Dharak removes the bolt from his crossbow, uncocks it > > > > as quietly as possible, and hooks the weapon on his belt. He draws his > > > > walking stick from over his right shoulder. > > > > > > > > He begins speaking before he steps across the threshold into the tower room. > > > > > > > > "I don't know how much more information you require," Dharak announces, > > > > speaking Mannish with hint of a Far Western accent. He steps into the > > > > doorway and surveys the occupants of the room. "It's clear that whatever > > > > assailant lay siege to your minds in the gatehouse was also responsible > > > > for setting the residents at each other's throats." > > > > > > > > He is human, of average height, clad in a reddish-brown cloak, olive drab > > > > trousers, and a dull brown leather helmet, cuirass, and boots. All of his > > > > gear looks a bit the worse for wear, and is dusty. His skin is medium brown > > > > with a ruddy gold undertone. He smiles slightly through a neatly trimmed > > > > black goatee; short black dreadlocks protrude from the back of his helmet. > > > > His deep brown eyes shine with self-assurance. In his gloved right hand, he > > > > holds a polished hardwood walking stick. > > > > > > > > He glances at the (very TALL) human with the bloodstained sword. "I'm > > > > sorry, brother, but I doubt that wizard will be able to conjure up a salve > > > > for your conscience." > > > > > > > > >Jorg looks questioningly at Verthes then shrugs. > > > > >"Go ahead and take a look, if you want." > > > > > > > > > >> "Nevertheless", Kylar the legionnaire says, "Some information is > > > > >> better than nothing at all. Read the blade, Duplar, and tell us what > > > > >> you see".
[Reylorna] She looks at the man warily, but she does take people at face value until they prove themselves otherwise. "The creature has a distorted view of the world, unlike any I have ever experienced. It is very powerful and able to control many individual minds. We were able to put it to sleep, but how long it will stay asleep I can not say. I would offer that we should find it and kill it soon before it has a chance to wake up. If it gets away or controls some of us, there will be havoc again." Her soft face shows the strain that she has suffered through today and the last few days, clearly it has been work for her.
[Dharak] He raises an eyebrow at the woman. "A wise idea, sister. Is that why you broke into the keep, to find this monster and dispatch it? Do you have any idea where it might be in this castle?" "I don't believe I caught your name, by the way -- or anyone else's, for that matter." >[Reylorna] > >She looks at the man warily, but she does take people at face value >until they prove themselves otherwise. "The creature has a distorted >view of the world, unlike any I have ever experienced. It is very >powerful and able to control many individual minds. We were able to put >it to sleep, but how long it will stay asleep I can not say. I would >offer that we should find it and kill it soon before it has a chance to >wake up. If it gets away or controls some of us, there will be havoc >again." Her soft face shows the strain that she has suffered through >today and the last few days, clearly it has been work for her.
[Reylorna]
She nods in acceptance of the compliment. "We came to find out if
the residents of the keep were alright. The leader was an associate of
mine." Pausing she watched him for a moment before continuing.
"Reylorna is my name," she finally answers.
-Pandemonium
"Jaldaric Madmartigan, I", adds the minstrel, "not of any noble house or
high name, merely an observer and displayer of great events."
Best regards,
Hugh Foster
System Support Analyst
Servisair (UK) Ltd.
hughfoster@servisair.co.uk
www.servisair.co.uk
"Reboot the PC and try it again"
-----Original Message-----
From: Sean N. Pagliarulo [mailto:Pandemonium@compuserve.com]
Sent: 23 August 1999 19:51
To: kalyr@phoenyx.net
Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders!
[Reylorna]
She nods in acceptance of the compliment. "We came to find out if
the residents of the keep were alright. The leader was an associate of
mine." Pausing she watched him for a moment before continuing.
"Reylorna is my name," she finally answers.
-Pandemonium
[Jorg] "I'm Jorg," says the huge man with the bloody sword.
[Dharak] "Well-met, big man," Dharak acknowledges Jorg, with a nod. He scoffs a little at Jal's comment. "Brother Jaldaric, you find a noble house in this world that will allow you and me through the front door without a bucket and a mop in our hands, you let me know." "Reylorna," he begins, stepping further into the room, toward her. (As he walks, his moving cloak reveals a crossbow and quiver of bolts slung at the small of his back, and a large knife on his belt.) "Clearly you, and likely others in this company, are gifted wizards. You say you are all too familiar with this thing's mind. Have you studied the discipline that would allow you to locate that mind, ere it rouses from its slumber?" >[Jorg] > >"I'm Jorg," says the huge man with the bloody sword.
[Jaldaric] Jal's hands move away from his weapons as the tensions relax. Best regards, Hugh Foster System Support Analyst Servisair (UK) Ltd. hughfoster@servisair.co.uk www.servisair.co.uk "Reboot the PC and try it again" -----Original Message----- From: Ted Kissell [mailto:tbk@gate.net] Sent: 24 August 1999 22:33 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: RE: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! [Dharak] "Well-met, big man," Dharak acknowledges Jorg, with a nod. He scoffs a little at Jal's comment. "Brother Jaldaric, you find a noble house in this world that will allow you and me through the front door without a bucket and a mop in our hands, you let me know." "Reylorna," he begins, stepping further into the room, toward her. (As he walks, his moving cloak reveals a crossbow and quiver of bolts slung at the small of his back, and a large knife on his belt.) "Clearly you, and likely others in this company, are gifted wizards. You say you are all too familiar with this thing's mind. Have you studied the discipline that would allow you to locate that mind, ere it rouses from its slumber?" >[Jorg] > >"I'm Jorg," says the huge man with the bloody sword.
[Reylorna] She watches the man approach her own inheirent timidness coming to the forefront. But she answers him after a moment. "I can locate it if it is active and using wizardry. But I am afraid that if it is awake and using its powers we will be too late."
[Dharak] He shakes his head. "My own abilities have only allowed me to sense its presence in the places where it mentally attacked you. I really wouldn't know where to start searching for this thing, or even what it looks like. Do you have any idea whether it's within these walls, or somewhere outside? I don't fancy a moonlight monster hunt through the woods, but I agree with Reylorna: Press the advantage, kill it as it sleeps." Dharak glances at the dead kandar seated at the table. If no one stops him, he walks over to the open book at reads it. >[Reylorna] > >She watches the man approach her own inheirent timidness coming to the >forefront. But she answers him after a moment. "I can locate it if it >is active and using wizardry. But I am afraid that if it is awake and >using its powers we will be too late."
[Reylorna] "The view I had from it's mind when we did battle with it earlier, was rather distorted. But I believe it was outside the walls."
[Dharak] He looks up from the book. "Well, it appears that this 'shaggy beast' was still outside two days ago. And perhaps it is still recovering from its wounds on that day." Dharak glances at the human with the funny hat, at the scared-looking kandar in leather armor, then at the grim kandar who looks every inch a warrior. Probably not a knight, if he's in mixed company... "Well, soldier?" he asks of the kandar he guesses to be a legionnaire. "What do you think? There might yet be enough light to track this monster, if there is a tracker among us." >[Reylorna] > >"The view I had from it's mind when we did battle with it earlier, was >rather distorted. But I believe it was outside the walls."
[Jaldaric] "Many of the diary entries seem to imply that forces were sent 'out' to search for it or fight it," he notes, "that would tend to indicate that it was outside then. Of course, now it's finished the job it may have moved in." "One thing's for sure - we must not split up, and we must keep an eye on each other for pernicious influences." > Best regards, > > Hugh Foster > System Support Analyst > > Servisair (UK) Ltd. > hughfoster@servisair.co.uk > www.servisair.co.uk > "Reboot the PC and try it again" > -----Original Message----- From: Sean N. Pagliarulo [mailto:Pandemonium@compuserve.com] Sent: 25 August 1999 22:40 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: Re: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! [Reylorna] "The view I had from it's mind when we did battle with it earlier, was rather distorted. But I believe it was outside the walls."
[Jorg] "Keep an eye on each other for what?" Jorg pulls a rag off his belt and begins cleaning the blood off his sword. > [Jaldaric] > > "One thing's for sure - we must not split up, and we must keep an eye on > each other for pernicious influences."
[Jaldaric] "The beast has a nasty habit of trying to take people over." states Jal bluntly, watching the two new arrivals intently for their reactions. Best regards, Hugh Foster System Support Analyst Servisair (UK) Ltd. hughfoster@servisair.co.uk www.servisair.co.uk "Reboot the PC and try it again" -----Original Message----- From: Thomas Woodard [mailto:thomasw@modify.com] Sent: 31 August 1999 21:52 To: kalyr@phoenyx.net Subject: RE: Kalyr - 32 : Intruders! [Jorg] "Keep an eye on each other for what?" Jorg pulls a rag off his belt and begins cleaning the blood off his sword. > [Jaldaric] > > "One thing's for sure - we must not split up, and we must keep an eye on > each other for pernicious influences."
[Dharak] "As long as you keep talking, Brother Jaldaric, we'll know you're free of 'pernicious influences.' I doubt this beast could simulate your droll wit." He winks at the bard. He turns again to Reylorna. "When you fought this thing, sister, did you engage its mind directly, or did you battle within the mind of another? If you were able to put it to sleep in direct combat, wouldn't it have to be within range of your power -- and couldn't we narrow our search that way?" >[Jaldaric] > >"The beast has a nasty habit of trying to take people over." states Jal >bluntly, watching the two new arrivals intently for their reactions.
[Reylorna] "It was direct mental combat." She paused obviously thinking for a moment before answering "yes, I believe you are correct, it would have to be nearby. As to exactly how far, well I am not one hundred percent sure. We did different drills for practice at the Academy, but I wasn't completely consistant. I was just learning at the time." She paused again before continuing "though I think we can safely say within a couple of miles. Again I would think farily near the keep, it could see the walls, I think." -Sean aka Pandemonium