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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 3009760" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p>I was about to make the point that I know both my letters and numbers, but I realized belatedly that you already know this; for am I not the author of the journal you are reading even now? -For it is very important that you understand that I read the files kept by GEM with my own eyes, and there can be no doubt about what we learned that day.</p><p></p><p>We were so innocent, then; it was before we all began to wear masks. Indeed, my white helm has not yet come; it is due in another two days. But I am ahead of myself.</p><p></p><p>There in the basement of the GEM house, we found files on many of Silvis’ citizens (Silvis being the town I was in at that time). I knew immediately which name would be most important to me: Father Kent, the priest I was sent to check on. Indeed, there was a file on him- a very thick file, stamped in large, red letters with the word “EXPERIMENTAL”. With trepidation I opened the file and began to read, becoming more and more horrified as my eyes took in more and more. I was only half-done when the druidess Alla (who is now known as Woodsong) spoke up, telling us that she had found files on every member of the city council, including Janfodar, her own father! </p><p></p><p>What did the files reveal?</p><p></p><p>Betrayal!</p><p></p><p><em>Almost all</em> of the council had been compromised by GEM. </p><p></p><p>Alla was horrified, and her distress communicated the seriousness of the situation. There were just under a dozen powerful councilors that were traitors. The local alchemist had been paid an extraordinary amount of money to spy for GEM. Only two members of the council were uncorrupted: Janfodar and another, who was an elven cat. (I must point out that elves run their lands in very odd ways. One would never, for example, see a dog on a human council.) The local alchemist, enchanter, evoker and illusionist were all traitors. It was a devastating blow to Alla; and though I did not know the area or people well, it tested my confidence. </p><p></p><p>Uneasily, we continued our examination of the files. I turned my attention back to GEM’s records of Father Kent.</p><p></p><p>According to the records in the file, GEM had made several attempts to kidnap or coerce Kent, but they had been foiled (at least most recently) by some kind of beam of light. They were after his holy symbol (which I had noticed was spectacular upon meeting him), which was apparently the material component for the spell they were attempting to employ to wipe out all gnomes. Obviously, this could not be countenanced. During their most recent attempt to capture him, they had hit him with a dart. This was the delivery method for the shadow madness afflicting him; but it was a magical variant of the disease. Normally, shadow madness makes one more and more paranoid and insane until he dies. However, in this instance, it would simply keep making him crazier and crazier. I thought this was unacceptable, and determined both to bring GEM to justice and also to endeavor to cure Father Kent. </p><p></p><p>But how?</p><p></p><p>When I put this question to the group, they suggested that Janfodar might be able to help. Moreover, he must needs be informed as quickly as possible. The files indicated that he had resisted long pressure from GEM to turn, and Alla and Flip both vouched for him. Therefore we set out to speak to him, gathering a few more of my new friends’ companions along the way. </p><p></p><p>Janfodar was a polite older elf. We showed him what we had learned, and he was most distressed. Almost all of his compatriots were traitors! Yet he seemed confident that the situation could be handled. </p><p></p><p>There was a lot of talking at this point, but though I do love to converse with others, Janfodar was so far my intellectual superior that I found myself misapprehending much of what he said, and a great deal of the conversation revolved around events of which I was, at that time, ill-informed. Eventually, for one reason or another, we ventured outside of town and ran into an unsavory and powerful fellow named Asmodel, who rode astride a wyvern and threatened us if we did not withdraw and leave things alone. Naturally, I attacked. The battle was certainly rough, but the fact that the wyvern was, in fact, an illusion made things a little bit easier. After a very frustrating period in which all my blows were dodged or parried or absorbed on his armor, I finally managed to cut his head off. However, this battle had left us wounded, so we went back to town to rest.</p><p></p><p>Unfortunately, I missed some of what happened next; I was still not integrated enough with those who would become the Grinders to join them that night when the council attempted their ritual. I’m sure that my companions, or maybe Janfodar, were involved; and I know that the councilors got away, but without finishing the demonic ritual they were involved in. Alas, though my companions explained it to me, my powers of comprehension, not to mention my imagination, sometimes fail me. Thus I must regretfully tell you that, in the light of day, I rose to find the town in something of an uproar, with most of the councilors (save Janfodar and the elven cat) missing, and a massive army of sky elves led by the dakon Joe Evans rushing through it. A dakon, for those of you who do not know- for there are few left after the Dakon Annihilation Movement’s great successes- is an intelligent ape-like being. I have only met one, Joe Evans, and he turned out to be quite a nice fellow (in addition to having bananas in the middle of the blight, in which fruits and vegetables simply rot!). Regardless, the sky elves were coming from a fleet of ships. Sky elves are blue-skinned and possess the natural ability to fly (or perhaps it is magical, for they do not have wings). By now we had been joined by a sky elf of our own, the one we now know as Prism. She was the first of us to wear a mask; she wore one even then. </p><p></p><p>Ahh, my hand is tired from holding the quill. I shall write more anon.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 3009760, member: 1210"] I was about to make the point that I know both my letters and numbers, but I realized belatedly that you already know this; for am I not the author of the journal you are reading even now? -For it is very important that you understand that I read the files kept by GEM with my own eyes, and there can be no doubt about what we learned that day. We were so innocent, then; it was before we all began to wear masks. Indeed, my white helm has not yet come; it is due in another two days. But I am ahead of myself. There in the basement of the GEM house, we found files on many of Silvis’ citizens (Silvis being the town I was in at that time). I knew immediately which name would be most important to me: Father Kent, the priest I was sent to check on. Indeed, there was a file on him- a very thick file, stamped in large, red letters with the word “EXPERIMENTAL”. With trepidation I opened the file and began to read, becoming more and more horrified as my eyes took in more and more. I was only half-done when the druidess Alla (who is now known as Woodsong) spoke up, telling us that she had found files on every member of the city council, including Janfodar, her own father! What did the files reveal? Betrayal! [i]Almost all[/i] of the council had been compromised by GEM. Alla was horrified, and her distress communicated the seriousness of the situation. There were just under a dozen powerful councilors that were traitors. The local alchemist had been paid an extraordinary amount of money to spy for GEM. Only two members of the council were uncorrupted: Janfodar and another, who was an elven cat. (I must point out that elves run their lands in very odd ways. One would never, for example, see a dog on a human council.) The local alchemist, enchanter, evoker and illusionist were all traitors. It was a devastating blow to Alla; and though I did not know the area or people well, it tested my confidence. Uneasily, we continued our examination of the files. I turned my attention back to GEM’s records of Father Kent. According to the records in the file, GEM had made several attempts to kidnap or coerce Kent, but they had been foiled (at least most recently) by some kind of beam of light. They were after his holy symbol (which I had noticed was spectacular upon meeting him), which was apparently the material component for the spell they were attempting to employ to wipe out all gnomes. Obviously, this could not be countenanced. During their most recent attempt to capture him, they had hit him with a dart. This was the delivery method for the shadow madness afflicting him; but it was a magical variant of the disease. Normally, shadow madness makes one more and more paranoid and insane until he dies. However, in this instance, it would simply keep making him crazier and crazier. I thought this was unacceptable, and determined both to bring GEM to justice and also to endeavor to cure Father Kent. But how? When I put this question to the group, they suggested that Janfodar might be able to help. Moreover, he must needs be informed as quickly as possible. The files indicated that he had resisted long pressure from GEM to turn, and Alla and Flip both vouched for him. Therefore we set out to speak to him, gathering a few more of my new friends’ companions along the way. Janfodar was a polite older elf. We showed him what we had learned, and he was most distressed. Almost all of his compatriots were traitors! Yet he seemed confident that the situation could be handled. There was a lot of talking at this point, but though I do love to converse with others, Janfodar was so far my intellectual superior that I found myself misapprehending much of what he said, and a great deal of the conversation revolved around events of which I was, at that time, ill-informed. Eventually, for one reason or another, we ventured outside of town and ran into an unsavory and powerful fellow named Asmodel, who rode astride a wyvern and threatened us if we did not withdraw and leave things alone. Naturally, I attacked. The battle was certainly rough, but the fact that the wyvern was, in fact, an illusion made things a little bit easier. After a very frustrating period in which all my blows were dodged or parried or absorbed on his armor, I finally managed to cut his head off. However, this battle had left us wounded, so we went back to town to rest. Unfortunately, I missed some of what happened next; I was still not integrated enough with those who would become the Grinders to join them that night when the council attempted their ritual. I’m sure that my companions, or maybe Janfodar, were involved; and I know that the councilors got away, but without finishing the demonic ritual they were involved in. Alas, though my companions explained it to me, my powers of comprehension, not to mention my imagination, sometimes fail me. Thus I must regretfully tell you that, in the light of day, I rose to find the town in something of an uproar, with most of the councilors (save Janfodar and the elven cat) missing, and a massive army of sky elves led by the dakon Joe Evans rushing through it. A dakon, for those of you who do not know- for there are few left after the Dakon Annihilation Movement’s great successes- is an intelligent ape-like being. I have only met one, Joe Evans, and he turned out to be quite a nice fellow (in addition to having bananas in the middle of the blight, in which fruits and vegetables simply rot!). Regardless, the sky elves were coming from a fleet of ships. Sky elves are blue-skinned and possess the natural ability to fly (or perhaps it is magical, for they do not have wings). By now we had been joined by a sky elf of our own, the one we now know as Prism. She was the first of us to wear a mask; she wore one even then. Ahh, my hand is tired from holding the quill. I shall write more anon. [/QUOTE]
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