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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6751275" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>JOHN PLAY</p><p>“11 PLAY REVISITED”</p><p>SEGMENT 131</p><p>“GENERAL HERRAS GREENAGE”</p><p></p><p>ZARANTYR 2, 998</p><p></p><p>“General Greenage? I have no clue.” Answers Cue as he sorts various crystal rods and shards. “Brelander?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes. Commanded at Fort Orcbone.”</p><p></p><p>“Still thinking your mother is alive?”</p><p></p><p>“Yup. Who may know where the General lives now?”</p><p></p><p>Sigh. “Have you ever thought that if she is alive that she may want to be left alone?”</p><p></p><p>“Answers like that suggest you know more than you are letting on.” Says Play with irritation.</p><p></p><p>“Try your Halfling buddy.”</p><p></p><p>“Did. Overnight he has forgotten most of the incident. Strange isn’t it.”</p><p></p><p>“ENOUGH! If you want to imply I’m holding back then just say it.” Growls the artificer in building frustration. “I don’t know where the general is. I don’t know where your mother is.”</p><p></p><p>Play frowns and holds back his pain. He just admitted that she may be alive but cannot say anything about it. “Fine. I’ll find her on my own…. Friend.” And Play leaves abruptly. Avireal follows him after giving the emotional ½ orc a glance. Play is right, he knows where she is.</p><p></p><p>“Where are we going?” the drow asks.</p><p></p><p>“To see a shop owner I know in the Gnome district. I am buying you a few sets of clothes to travel in.”</p><p></p><p>“I am comfortable as I am dressed.” The barbarian replies.</p><p> </p><p>“You can get away being a drow female with white tattoos dressed in a leather and fur bikini but outside of Sharn…. You will attract a lot of attention.”</p><p></p><p>With some excitement- “We are leaving Sharn?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes. We are going to Wroat- the Capital of Breland. There is a military library there. If I can’t find him there, I will at least find clues to follow up.”</p><p></p><p>ZARANTYR 3, 998 WROAT, BRELAND</p><p></p><p>“The buildings are….. small.” She says with some disappointment. She was looking forward to seeing the great city of Wroat. It was all she spoke of on their trip up the Dagger River by boat.</p><p></p><p>“No manifest zone. And it was not built by giants as your homes were. This is how most of the cities are built.” Says Play as he looks at her traveling coat with appreciation. It is blue with high lights of light green and pale yellow. It has some magical properties also. Gnome tailors and seamstress are awesome.</p><p></p><p>As expected, many stare are the black skinned elf. But at least she isn’t half naked also. He gets a room and asks her to stay there. He has less recognition in Wroat than in Sharn. Even as a Dark lantern, he would never be allowed in the Military archives with a drow.</p><p></p><p>After two hours of research he returns to the tavern. He is not prepared for what he sees. She is doing meditation…. In the nude. Normally, finding a naked woman in his apartment was a good thing but for some reason it bothers him this time. Strange.</p><p></p><p>She covers up once she sees him diverting his eyes. The ways of humans are so strange.</p><p></p><p>The general is alive but several days away unless they take the rail.</p><p></p><p>ZARANTYR 4, 998 NOWHERE, BRELAND</p><p></p><p>“The General has a family home in this town. He is here on his deathbed.”</p><p></p><p>“The…. Electric Rail…. Does it go everywhere?” asks the Drow as she watches it leave from its very short stop at the small town of Nowhere.</p><p></p><p>“Anywhere the magical road takes it. It has a specific route…. Think of it as a river. A boat must follow a river or waterway, the cars need to follow the rails.”</p><p></p><p>“I…. understand. Your world is magical.”</p><p></p><p>“Xen’drik is neat also. So long as you ignore the giants, undead and fiends.”</p><p></p><p>“Thorns on a rose.” She answers smiling and looking into his eyes. </p><p></p><p>“Yeah. Hard to appreciate the beauty of something without the ugliness to compare it to. If we hurry, we may make the return car by nightfall.”</p><p></p><p>Still smiling, the barbarian chieftain follows Play. She wonders if there is anywhere she would not follow him.</p><p></p><p>They reach the Greenage residence and knock on the door. A weeping woman answers the door. “Sniff….. what is it?”</p><p></p><p>“Sorry. I am John Play of the Lanterns from Sharn. Is the General in?”</p><p></p><p>The tearing woman looks at Play then the black skinned woman. “I’m sorry. The general….” Fresh tears rolls down her face, “….the general passed away last night.”</p><p></p><p>Play doesn’t mean to but he stares at her and gives her the “you have to be kidding me” look of disbelief.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 6751275, member: 9255"] JOHN PLAY “11 PLAY REVISITED” SEGMENT 131 “GENERAL HERRAS GREENAGE” ZARANTYR 2, 998 “General Greenage? I have no clue.” Answers Cue as he sorts various crystal rods and shards. “Brelander?” “Yes. Commanded at Fort Orcbone.” “Still thinking your mother is alive?” “Yup. Who may know where the General lives now?” Sigh. “Have you ever thought that if she is alive that she may want to be left alone?” “Answers like that suggest you know more than you are letting on.” Says Play with irritation. “Try your Halfling buddy.” “Did. Overnight he has forgotten most of the incident. Strange isn’t it.” “ENOUGH! If you want to imply I’m holding back then just say it.” Growls the artificer in building frustration. “I don’t know where the general is. I don’t know where your mother is.” Play frowns and holds back his pain. He just admitted that she may be alive but cannot say anything about it. “Fine. I’ll find her on my own…. Friend.” And Play leaves abruptly. Avireal follows him after giving the emotional ½ orc a glance. Play is right, he knows where she is. “Where are we going?” the drow asks. “To see a shop owner I know in the Gnome district. I am buying you a few sets of clothes to travel in.” “I am comfortable as I am dressed.” The barbarian replies. “You can get away being a drow female with white tattoos dressed in a leather and fur bikini but outside of Sharn…. You will attract a lot of attention.” With some excitement- “We are leaving Sharn?” “Yes. We are going to Wroat- the Capital of Breland. There is a military library there. If I can’t find him there, I will at least find clues to follow up.” ZARANTYR 3, 998 WROAT, BRELAND “The buildings are….. small.” She says with some disappointment. She was looking forward to seeing the great city of Wroat. It was all she spoke of on their trip up the Dagger River by boat. “No manifest zone. And it was not built by giants as your homes were. This is how most of the cities are built.” Says Play as he looks at her traveling coat with appreciation. It is blue with high lights of light green and pale yellow. It has some magical properties also. Gnome tailors and seamstress are awesome. As expected, many stare are the black skinned elf. But at least she isn’t half naked also. He gets a room and asks her to stay there. He has less recognition in Wroat than in Sharn. Even as a Dark lantern, he would never be allowed in the Military archives with a drow. After two hours of research he returns to the tavern. He is not prepared for what he sees. She is doing meditation…. In the nude. Normally, finding a naked woman in his apartment was a good thing but for some reason it bothers him this time. Strange. She covers up once she sees him diverting his eyes. The ways of humans are so strange. The general is alive but several days away unless they take the rail. ZARANTYR 4, 998 NOWHERE, BRELAND “The General has a family home in this town. He is here on his deathbed.” “The…. Electric Rail…. Does it go everywhere?” asks the Drow as she watches it leave from its very short stop at the small town of Nowhere. “Anywhere the magical road takes it. It has a specific route…. Think of it as a river. A boat must follow a river or waterway, the cars need to follow the rails.” “I…. understand. Your world is magical.” “Xen’drik is neat also. So long as you ignore the giants, undead and fiends.” “Thorns on a rose.” She answers smiling and looking into his eyes. “Yeah. Hard to appreciate the beauty of something without the ugliness to compare it to. If we hurry, we may make the return car by nightfall.” Still smiling, the barbarian chieftain follows Play. She wonders if there is anywhere she would not follow him. They reach the Greenage residence and knock on the door. A weeping woman answers the door. “Sniff….. what is it?” “Sorry. I am John Play of the Lanterns from Sharn. Is the General in?” The tearing woman looks at Play then the black skinned woman. “I’m sorry. The general….” Fresh tears rolls down her face, “….the general passed away last night.” Play doesn’t mean to but he stares at her and gives her the “you have to be kidding me” look of disbelief. [/QUOTE]
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