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<blockquote data-quote="tariff" data-source="post: 2850566" data-attributes="member: 18635"><p><strong>UPSTAIRS</strong></p><p>The party emerges upstairs. There are several rooms, divided by beaded curtains.</p><p>Poacher runs up to the purple beaded curtain and looks through. He chitters crazily while doing so.</p><p>Rizzit goes to look through another of the beaded curtains. It appears to be a storeroom.</p><p>Poacher looks into what appears to be a bedroom. On the bed lies a cat. It seems Poachers chattering has awoke him..</p><p>Beltain turns to Limara. "Don't worry Princess, this is just a dream, although if its yours, mine or some mad gods, I really don't know. But we still have to think our way out of this, because if we don't we may not wake up"</p><p>Feng nods “I reckon Belt is right - the gods are toying with us.”</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>GATTO, A DIARY, A SCROLL & A RING</strong></p><p>Beltain looks in the room and spots the beaded curtains dividing the rooms. He says to Limara “Those bead curtains - couldn't we cut them and use the glass balls as ammo?”</p><p>Limara nods "..good thinking Bel honey..."</p><p>Sparhawk moves towards the curtains when he hears the cat hiss at Poacher</p><p>The cat jumps off the bed and claws at Poacher through the beaded curtain, luckily the beads impede the creature’s attack and it misses the puppet Poacher.</p><p>Limara turns to Coleridge and Feng “You move the catapult, and i'll load and fire.” She laughs "ok boys...which pussy is the target ??”</p><p>Beltain moves behind Limara, Razor at the ready.</p><p>Rizzit saunters woodenly over towards Poacher.</p><p>Limara turns to Beltain "bel, you are a love.... can you guard us 'Catapelters' with your blade, we're gonna be easy targets.."</p><p>Feng shouts to Poacher “C'mon Poach - Run this way ya puppet!”</p><p>Poacher heeds Feng’s advice and runs up the corridor, Feng & Coleridge are still maneuvering the Slingshot round the corner.</p><p>Rizzit watches Poacher run “You <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing coward Poacher, every time i go to help you, you just run away and leave me in trouble, this is the last time” He looks back to the beaded curtains..the cat eyes him, a little dog puppet, then emits a hiss.</p><p>Sparhawk moves into position next to Rizzit, hoping to draw the cat out so the slingshot will have a clear shot at it when it is positioned.</p><p>The cat leaps through the beaded curtain and attacks Rizzit. Rizzit dexterously avoids the cat’s attack. Around the cats neck is a pendant with the words “Gatto”.</p><p>Rizzit turns to the policeman puppet standing next to him “Thanks Spar, nice to know someone here has the balls to stay put in a fight.” Rizzit strikes out at the cat with his razor, but misses. “Well what a surprise.” He states woodenly.</p><p>Poacher turns round and see’s Gatto the cat attacking Rizzit and Sparhawk. He mutters “<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />” and runs back to aid them.</p><p>Feng and Coleridge continue to drag the Slingshot into position...Limara and Beltain follow behind.. They can hear the sounds of combat round the corner.</p><p>Sparhawk lunges at Gatto with his razor, the cat avoids the blow.</p><p>Gatto again claws twice at Rizzit and also attempts to bite, but once again Rizzit manages to avoid all the attacks “BUTTERPAWS” he shouts.</p><p>Sparhawk looks up the corridor and notices Feng and Coleridge just appearing round the corner with the Slingshot. He shouts back at them "Aim for the cat neighbours, try to avoid me please"</p><p>“I am immortal, tremble pussy” taunts Rizzit.</p><p>Rizzit stabs at Gatto again with his razor, this time he hits good, the small blade penetrating deep in the cats belly.</p><p>"Nicely done neighbour" says Sparhawk.</p><p>“Thanks Spar, from you that is truly a compliment”</p><p>“Well done Spot!….Um I mean Rizzit” shouts Beltain from the end of the corridor.</p><p>Poacher runs to the fight and attacks Gatto. The puppet ranger slices the cat. Gatto slumps to the floor, still breathing, but bleeding heavily.</p><p>Sparhawk looks at the unconscious cat "Very well done all, mayhap one day i can hit in this form" Sparhawk sighs.</p><p>The party searches upstairs. There is a bedroom area, a storeroom, and another small room containing a bookcase. </p><p>Poacher enters the bedroom area. There is a table. He climbs up on to a chair and then hops over. On the table is a book and a key ring with two keys. The book appears to be a diary.</p><p>“Read it out” shouts Feng. Poacher obliges.</p><p></p><p>I have created a son! It does not matter that he is made of wood, cloth, and paint; he is my son. I have named him Figlio. He is not like other marionettes. He can walk and talk on his own. I am so proud!</p><p></p><p>Figlio begged me to make him some friends. How could I refuse him? Strangely, they are not like him. They move and talk, but they are flat and emotionless, like dolls and not children. Figlio seemed disappointed at first, but he will get over it, im sure. He’s such a good little boy.</p><p></p><p>Figlio was hurt badly today. Two dogs tore him in half. I used some glue and string and was able to fix him up just like new. I have told him to be careful around the fireplace, though. If he becomes too badly burned, I would not be able to repair him. I suspect that fire is the only thing that can really harm my little boy.</p><p></p><p>I have discovered a horrible secret. The friends of Figlio are all bad boys. They stole silver needles from the silversmith. They stick people with the needles and they go unconscious. Figlio and his friends wrestled me to the ground and used the needles on me. I didn’t mind. Young boys need to roughhouse with their father. They would never really hurt me. Figlio even stuck a needle into my neck. Then he got really mad and said “Why can I not control you” Oh, that prankster! He is truly my pride and joy.</p><p></p><p>Figlio has been a bad boy. He captured a grown up and put his mind into the body of one of his wooden boys. How naughty! Figlio says that the only way the man can escape is to drive a silver needle into the neck of his true body. Then they will trade minds again. I sent him to bed early for being so bad.</p><p></p><p>I am worried about Figlio. He isn’t happy very often. Tonight at the show he told his boys to capture all of the adults at the theater. Figlio says its really better this way. We can take much better care of the children than their parents could. He also changed his name to Maligno, declaring that he is now the ruler of Half-Hap. Figlio says that, as ruler of Half-Hap, nobody can leave unless they kill him first. That boy has such imagination!. He wants me to call him Maligno, but he will always be my Figlio. We had to leave the theater quickly, there was some adventurers there. Figlio says he has to capture these bad men. I wish he wouldn’t play sheriffs and thieves so often. I hope these bad men don’t hurt my little boy.</p><p></p><p>Sparhawk searches the backroom. In the huge bookcase he finds a old scroll. It looks out of place in the books on the shelves. He opens it and reads.</p><p></p><p>These signs were foreseen by Hyskosa, a Vistani most gifted with The Sight. Spread word of</p><p>these wherever you travel. Only the truehearted can stop the fall of the night of evil.</p><p></p><p><em>“In house of Daegon the sorcerer born,</em></p><p><em>Through life, unlife, unliving shall scorn.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“The lifeless child of stern mother found</em></p><p><em>Heralds a time, night of evil unbound.</em></p><p></p><p><em>“Seventh time the son of sons doth rise</em></p><p><em>To send the knave to an eternity of cries.</em></p><p></p><p><em>“The light of the sky shining over the dead</em></p><p><em>Shall gutter and fail, turning all to red.</em></p><p></p><p><em>“The bodiless journey to time before,</em></p><p><em>Where happiness to hate makes land of lore.</em></p><p></p><p><em>“Inajira will his fortunes reverse,</em></p><p><em>And all shall live with dreaded curse.”</em></p><p></p><p></p><p>Rizzit searches the storeroom. He finds various household objects, there is a large chest here. It is locked.</p><p>Beltain gives Limara a quick hug. “Throw the keys down…Rizzit may need them” he shouts up to Poacher. Poacher throws the keyring down to Beltain.</p><p>The smaller of the keys does indeed fit the lock on the trunk in the storeroom. The puppet party all assist in opening the lid of the trunk. </p><p>Rizzit rummages through the contents. </p><p></p><p>Inside is: <em>Various items of clothing, a small leather bag containing 300gp, and a Platinum ring set with a large diamond, surrounded by a circle of smaller sapphires and rubies...</em></p><p></p><p>Coleridge looks at the ring. It seems to have runes inscribed "hmm does anyone recognize the runes inside the ring?"</p><p>The puppet Coleridge continues to speak “It sounds by the content of Guiseppe's diary that our assumptions about the silver needles were correct, now we just need to find those needles so we can get our bodies back” He pauses a moment “And i wonder why Maligno was unable to control the puppeteer as the puppets seem to have been able to everyone else”</p><p>The party search the storeroom and find various mundane household items. They find a small bag, rather large to them, and decide they can use it to transport the stuff found.</p><p>Beltain speaks up “Let's get on and try and find our bodies, I hate to think what kind of abuse those puppets may have put them to.” He glances significantly at Limara, and would have raised an eyebrow - but, sadly, the wooden face doesn't allow this.</p><p>Sparhawk nods "I agree Beltain, we musts find our true bodies"</p><p>Limara quickly reads the diary and scroll..."We need to find the silver needles to get our bodies back first. If we haven't got the needles we cant get our bodies back"</p><p>”The diary and scroll explain about the transference?” asks Feng “We need to keep them as evidence, just in case the law around here want to charge us for whatever our bodies have got up to. And I agree - first find the needles, then back to our bodies, then to smite whoever is really responsible. I'd consider transferring Maligno into a body just so i can beat the crap outta him.”</p><p>Feng grabs hold of the slingshot “Lets go folks - the honorable artillery company will follow as quickly as we can.” He indicates to Coleridge to give him a hand.</p><p>Limara mumbles under her breath..."More Vistani visions, bloody time spies.....i see no mist ...<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />, i was asleep..no.. no.. no....no way, no bastard way... " she stops abruptly, realizing that she is talking out loud.</p><p>She turns and replies to Feng "Good idea Feng, evidence is good...... its sounds like Guiseppe is completely mad in his diary, i dont know why Figlio cant control him, summoned creatures cant normally control their masters...But it seems that Guiseppe didn't summon anything as it he doesn't say he can use magic. He thinks its some sort of miracle of the gods that gave his puppet life. But as Guiseppe is good and his puppet is most certainly evil, it sounds more like a curse than a miracle..."</p><p>She concludes "I say Guiseppe is good, i mean was good... he is now completely La La, bonkers, insane.... "</p><p>Beltain interjects “Well, if he is mad we should try and save him - but only if we can do so without endangering ourselves. After all it's his actions that have lead to the slaughter of parents in the town and goodness knows what else.”</p><p>Limara sighs "I have a feeling that Guiseppe isn't going to co-operate with us... guess we will have to play it by ear. "</p><p>Beltain nods Yep - We can't afford to be too nice...</p><p>Poacher jumps down from the table "Ok. Well this is a right <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing debacle an' no <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing mistake. So the demented old toymaker <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> has <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing created a <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing army of monsters puppets and they're taking over all the adults. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing fant-<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing-tastic. Well guys. We need to <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing show those wooden souled bastards what being human is all about. We need to find the silver <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing needles and <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing quick."</p><p>He grabs hold of the old scroll and reads it "And this <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing Poem looks like some sort of prophecy. Lets analyze it, maybe it's got some <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing answers in their?"</p><p>He reads out aloud 'The lifeless boy of stern mother found..." .. Lifeless boy... Puppet.. Stern mother found.. Wood is stern.. and you find it... That's Figlio. ' Heralds a time, night of evil unbound'... Ok Figlio being made <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />s things up.. Well that's happened."</p><p>He looks up at the party "What about the next verse? ' Seventh time the son of sons doth rise...' The son of sons? Who's that?...'To send the knave to an eternity of cried'... Well i'm <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ed if i know what that means. Anyone? How about you Cole? You're supposed to be good at this <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />?"</p><p>The party bundle all the items found so far into their small sack. Convinced that nothing else of importance will be found upstairs, the party goes back downstairs.</p><p>“Right guys any ideas about how we open the door? Or do we try the window?” says Beltain .</p><p>Poacher holds the old scroll in his hands "Come on guys. We need to <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing look at this <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing poem thingy. What the <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> does it mean?"</p><p>Feng replies “If you want me to critique this <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />in doggerel, someone is gonna have to read it to me - in toto. I can't read.” He says as if by way of explanation “I'm not a poof.”</p><p>He continues “Are the silver needles special silver needles, or would any do? If any would do, I vote we hustle over to the Silversmith and nick some, pronto. In the absence of any other plan, I vote for that right now.” He Pats the slingshot handle affectionately “I reckon we could go out of the window. At least we can open that with Mr. Singshot, here. The question is, before we go, do we booby trap the place to kill any of these twisted <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />s when they return?. I know you say the toymaker is not responsible - but frankly I don't give a <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />. Nobody makes Feng into a puppet without blood flowing? OK?”</p><p>Sparhawk shakes his head "Let us not waste time setting traps, justice can be decided upon whence we have been returned to our bodies, Neighbours keep that catapult at the ready, I shall endeavor to climb up and see what I can see from the window"</p><p>Sparhawk moves over to one of the display tables in the window of the toyshop and begins climbing.</p><p>Poacher cant believe the parties apathy "So you bunch of <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />s are determined to completely <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing ignore the prophecy? Well <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> the lot of you. "</p><p>“Sorry Poacher,” replies Rizzit “Its a natural defense mechanism, my brain just filters out anything that comes from your mouth, assuming its just gonna be *spam*”</p><p>"Well at <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing least think about the <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing poem you <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />."</p><p>“Can we do anything about it? do we really care?” asks the toy dog.</p><p>Poacher huffily trudges over to the tins of paint and examines them. Wondering if they are oil based paints.</p><p>Rizzit watches Poacher “Well, I see what you may be thinking, how do we burn that felatio fellow without getting burn ourselves.”</p><p>"Tie the <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />er up and chuck 'im on the fire...." blurts out Limara. "And as for the prophecies, its Vistani visions... i doubt they're relevant to this current situation. "</p><p>“Whats a vistani?” asks Rizzit.</p><p>"The vistani are gypsies... and they practice the art of soothsaying, reading the future..." replies Limara.</p><p>“Come on let's find a way out of here” says Beltain “We need to find the silver needles before the puppets do awful things with the borrowed bodies - OUR bodies!!!” Beltain addresses the group "Setting traps is a bad idea - we may well have forgotten something that we need in this horrid place so we may have to return. You hear that Poacher? We may have to come back here if we want to free our bodies"</p><p>Coleridge tries to fathom the intricacies of the prophecies or to recollect if he has encountered anything like it in his travels before, but his head feels fogged in… ill equipped to the task... he bangs the side of his head in frustration only to produce a sad knocking sound. “Sorry i can't seem to focus or think in this new form.. i agree we need to get out of here, and heading to the silversmith may not be a bad idea if that’s what they did themselves... as for setting traps i don't see any merit in that idea, what if its us.. well our bodies that come back first we'll only be damaging ourselves” He looks up to the window “How looks it up there Spar?”</p><p>Sparhawk hauls himself up onto the table. He then lowers down some string for the others to climb up. He examines the windows. They are secured by knurled window locks. He has trouble undoing the locks with his puppet hands but eventually he succeeds. He pushes on the window frame and it opens outward. He sticks his puppet head out of the window and looks around. He sees the cobbled streets of Half-Hap. It is dark....and quiet....he sees not a soul about.. 3ft below the window ledge is the street. Sparhawk thinks it would be easy to drop down...and escape the toyshop..</p><p>Beltain heads over to Spars table and climbs up to join him at the window, "I think it's time to leave" he says "AND I really don't like the way Poacher's mind is working - I think he is about to do something very, very stupid. Princess, can you get the rest of the up here?" he shouts down. He cuts a length of string from one of the puppets on the shelf and dangles it over the edge "To pull the catapult up" he explains</p><p>Poacher moves the oil paint tin to one side then looks around the tins of paint for any turpentine or white spirit. He then checks the rags to see if any are oily, separating those ones out. "Ok. Here's what i'm going to <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing do. You <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />s head out and find those <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ers.. But i reckon you should hide near the outside of this shop. Coz when i set the <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />er alight and those <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />s come running then you can <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing get them. This <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing baby is gonna <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing burn. BURN BABY BURN!"</p><p>Rizzit snarls at Poacher "You <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />ing idiot Poacher, we are not burning houses down in this town. The whole place could go up"</p><p>Sparhawk calls down from the table "Poacher I see no point in setting fires....even if people do come running we stand no chance in this form, and remember we are made of wood and that doth tend to burn easily neighbour" Sparhawk takes another look out the window "I have the window open neighbours, let us make good our escape and begin our search"</p><p>Feng Nods "I'm for getting out as soon as possible too - as for Poacher - he can do what he damn well likes - if it flushes the bastards back here, it's a good plan. I just want time to get to the silversmiths for the needles before we get ready for them scumbags"</p><p>"Me too, i want outta here..." says Limara, moving to the table.</p><p>All the party, except Poacher, exit the toyshop via the window. The night air is cold, and all seems still.</p><p>Meanwhile..inside the Toyshop, Poacher finds some terps. He determines he has everything he needs to start a fire..</p><p></p><p><img src="http://homepage.ntlworld.com/tariff/CatAttack.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="tariff, post: 2850566, member: 18635"] [B]UPSTAIRS[/B] The party emerges upstairs. There are several rooms, divided by beaded curtains. Poacher runs up to the purple beaded curtain and looks through. He chitters crazily while doing so. Rizzit goes to look through another of the beaded curtains. It appears to be a storeroom. Poacher looks into what appears to be a bedroom. On the bed lies a cat. It seems Poachers chattering has awoke him.. Beltain turns to Limara. "Don't worry Princess, this is just a dream, although if its yours, mine or some mad gods, I really don't know. But we still have to think our way out of this, because if we don't we may not wake up" Feng nods “I reckon Belt is right - the gods are toying with us.” [B]GATTO, A DIARY, A SCROLL & A RING[/B] Beltain looks in the room and spots the beaded curtains dividing the rooms. He says to Limara “Those bead curtains - couldn't we cut them and use the glass balls as ammo?” Limara nods "..good thinking Bel honey..." Sparhawk moves towards the curtains when he hears the cat hiss at Poacher The cat jumps off the bed and claws at Poacher through the beaded curtain, luckily the beads impede the creature’s attack and it misses the puppet Poacher. Limara turns to Coleridge and Feng “You move the catapult, and i'll load and fire.” She laughs "ok boys...which pussy is the target ??” Beltain moves behind Limara, Razor at the ready. Rizzit saunters woodenly over towards Poacher. Limara turns to Beltain "bel, you are a love.... can you guard us 'Catapelters' with your blade, we're gonna be easy targets.." Feng shouts to Poacher “C'mon Poach - Run this way ya puppet!” Poacher heeds Feng’s advice and runs up the corridor, Feng & Coleridge are still maneuvering the Slingshot round the corner. Rizzit watches Poacher run “You :):):):)ing coward Poacher, every time i go to help you, you just run away and leave me in trouble, this is the last time” He looks back to the beaded curtains..the cat eyes him, a little dog puppet, then emits a hiss. Sparhawk moves into position next to Rizzit, hoping to draw the cat out so the slingshot will have a clear shot at it when it is positioned. The cat leaps through the beaded curtain and attacks Rizzit. Rizzit dexterously avoids the cat’s attack. Around the cats neck is a pendant with the words “Gatto”. Rizzit turns to the policeman puppet standing next to him “Thanks Spar, nice to know someone here has the balls to stay put in a fight.” Rizzit strikes out at the cat with his razor, but misses. “Well what a surprise.” He states woodenly. Poacher turns round and see’s Gatto the cat attacking Rizzit and Sparhawk. He mutters “:):):):)” and runs back to aid them. Feng and Coleridge continue to drag the Slingshot into position...Limara and Beltain follow behind.. They can hear the sounds of combat round the corner. Sparhawk lunges at Gatto with his razor, the cat avoids the blow. Gatto again claws twice at Rizzit and also attempts to bite, but once again Rizzit manages to avoid all the attacks “BUTTERPAWS” he shouts. Sparhawk looks up the corridor and notices Feng and Coleridge just appearing round the corner with the Slingshot. He shouts back at them "Aim for the cat neighbours, try to avoid me please" “I am immortal, tremble pussy” taunts Rizzit. Rizzit stabs at Gatto again with his razor, this time he hits good, the small blade penetrating deep in the cats belly. "Nicely done neighbour" says Sparhawk. “Thanks Spar, from you that is truly a compliment” “Well done Spot!….Um I mean Rizzit” shouts Beltain from the end of the corridor. Poacher runs to the fight and attacks Gatto. The puppet ranger slices the cat. Gatto slumps to the floor, still breathing, but bleeding heavily. Sparhawk looks at the unconscious cat "Very well done all, mayhap one day i can hit in this form" Sparhawk sighs. The party searches upstairs. There is a bedroom area, a storeroom, and another small room containing a bookcase. Poacher enters the bedroom area. There is a table. He climbs up on to a chair and then hops over. On the table is a book and a key ring with two keys. The book appears to be a diary. “Read it out” shouts Feng. Poacher obliges. I have created a son! It does not matter that he is made of wood, cloth, and paint; he is my son. I have named him Figlio. He is not like other marionettes. He can walk and talk on his own. I am so proud! Figlio begged me to make him some friends. How could I refuse him? Strangely, they are not like him. They move and talk, but they are flat and emotionless, like dolls and not children. Figlio seemed disappointed at first, but he will get over it, im sure. He’s such a good little boy. Figlio was hurt badly today. Two dogs tore him in half. I used some glue and string and was able to fix him up just like new. I have told him to be careful around the fireplace, though. If he becomes too badly burned, I would not be able to repair him. I suspect that fire is the only thing that can really harm my little boy. I have discovered a horrible secret. The friends of Figlio are all bad boys. They stole silver needles from the silversmith. They stick people with the needles and they go unconscious. Figlio and his friends wrestled me to the ground and used the needles on me. I didn’t mind. Young boys need to roughhouse with their father. They would never really hurt me. Figlio even stuck a needle into my neck. Then he got really mad and said “Why can I not control you” Oh, that prankster! He is truly my pride and joy. Figlio has been a bad boy. He captured a grown up and put his mind into the body of one of his wooden boys. How naughty! Figlio says that the only way the man can escape is to drive a silver needle into the neck of his true body. Then they will trade minds again. I sent him to bed early for being so bad. I am worried about Figlio. He isn’t happy very often. Tonight at the show he told his boys to capture all of the adults at the theater. Figlio says its really better this way. We can take much better care of the children than their parents could. He also changed his name to Maligno, declaring that he is now the ruler of Half-Hap. Figlio says that, as ruler of Half-Hap, nobody can leave unless they kill him first. That boy has such imagination!. He wants me to call him Maligno, but he will always be my Figlio. We had to leave the theater quickly, there was some adventurers there. Figlio says he has to capture these bad men. I wish he wouldn’t play sheriffs and thieves so often. I hope these bad men don’t hurt my little boy. Sparhawk searches the backroom. In the huge bookcase he finds a old scroll. It looks out of place in the books on the shelves. He opens it and reads. These signs were foreseen by Hyskosa, a Vistani most gifted with The Sight. Spread word of these wherever you travel. Only the truehearted can stop the fall of the night of evil. [I]“In house of Daegon the sorcerer born, Through life, unlife, unliving shall scorn.[/I] [I] “The lifeless child of stern mother found Heralds a time, night of evil unbound.[/I] [I]“Seventh time the son of sons doth rise To send the knave to an eternity of cries.[/I] [I]“The light of the sky shining over the dead Shall gutter and fail, turning all to red.[/I] [I]“The bodiless journey to time before, Where happiness to hate makes land of lore.[/I] [I]“Inajira will his fortunes reverse, And all shall live with dreaded curse.”[/I] Rizzit searches the storeroom. He finds various household objects, there is a large chest here. It is locked. Beltain gives Limara a quick hug. “Throw the keys down…Rizzit may need them” he shouts up to Poacher. Poacher throws the keyring down to Beltain. The smaller of the keys does indeed fit the lock on the trunk in the storeroom. The puppet party all assist in opening the lid of the trunk. Rizzit rummages through the contents. Inside is: [I]Various items of clothing, a small leather bag containing 300gp, and a Platinum ring set with a large diamond, surrounded by a circle of smaller sapphires and rubies...[/I] Coleridge looks at the ring. It seems to have runes inscribed "hmm does anyone recognize the runes inside the ring?" The puppet Coleridge continues to speak “It sounds by the content of Guiseppe's diary that our assumptions about the silver needles were correct, now we just need to find those needles so we can get our bodies back” He pauses a moment “And i wonder why Maligno was unable to control the puppeteer as the puppets seem to have been able to everyone else” The party search the storeroom and find various mundane household items. They find a small bag, rather large to them, and decide they can use it to transport the stuff found. Beltain speaks up “Let's get on and try and find our bodies, I hate to think what kind of abuse those puppets may have put them to.” He glances significantly at Limara, and would have raised an eyebrow - but, sadly, the wooden face doesn't allow this. Sparhawk nods "I agree Beltain, we musts find our true bodies" Limara quickly reads the diary and scroll..."We need to find the silver needles to get our bodies back first. If we haven't got the needles we cant get our bodies back" ”The diary and scroll explain about the transference?” asks Feng “We need to keep them as evidence, just in case the law around here want to charge us for whatever our bodies have got up to. And I agree - first find the needles, then back to our bodies, then to smite whoever is really responsible. I'd consider transferring Maligno into a body just so i can beat the crap outta him.” Feng grabs hold of the slingshot “Lets go folks - the honorable artillery company will follow as quickly as we can.” He indicates to Coleridge to give him a hand. Limara mumbles under her breath..."More Vistani visions, bloody time spies.....i see no mist ...:):):):), i was asleep..no.. no.. no....no way, no bastard way... " she stops abruptly, realizing that she is talking out loud. She turns and replies to Feng "Good idea Feng, evidence is good...... its sounds like Guiseppe is completely mad in his diary, i dont know why Figlio cant control him, summoned creatures cant normally control their masters...But it seems that Guiseppe didn't summon anything as it he doesn't say he can use magic. He thinks its some sort of miracle of the gods that gave his puppet life. But as Guiseppe is good and his puppet is most certainly evil, it sounds more like a curse than a miracle..." She concludes "I say Guiseppe is good, i mean was good... he is now completely La La, bonkers, insane.... " Beltain interjects “Well, if he is mad we should try and save him - but only if we can do so without endangering ourselves. After all it's his actions that have lead to the slaughter of parents in the town and goodness knows what else.” Limara sighs "I have a feeling that Guiseppe isn't going to co-operate with us... guess we will have to play it by ear. " Beltain nods Yep - We can't afford to be too nice... Poacher jumps down from the table "Ok. Well this is a right :):):):)ing debacle an' no :):):):)ing mistake. So the demented old toymaker :):):):) has :):):):)ing created a :):):):)ing army of monsters puppets and they're taking over all the adults. :):):):)ing fant-:):):):)ing-tastic. Well guys. We need to :):):):)ing show those wooden souled bastards what being human is all about. We need to find the silver :):):):)ing needles and :):):):)ing quick." He grabs hold of the old scroll and reads it "And this :):):):)ing Poem looks like some sort of prophecy. Lets analyze it, maybe it's got some :):):):)ing answers in their?" He reads out aloud 'The lifeless boy of stern mother found..." .. Lifeless boy... Puppet.. Stern mother found.. Wood is stern.. and you find it... That's Figlio. ' Heralds a time, night of evil unbound'... Ok Figlio being made :):):):)s things up.. Well that's happened." He looks up at the party "What about the next verse? ' Seventh time the son of sons doth rise...' The son of sons? Who's that?...'To send the knave to an eternity of cried'... Well i'm :):):):)ed if i know what that means. Anyone? How about you Cole? You're supposed to be good at this :):):):)?" The party bundle all the items found so far into their small sack. Convinced that nothing else of importance will be found upstairs, the party goes back downstairs. “Right guys any ideas about how we open the door? Or do we try the window?” says Beltain . Poacher holds the old scroll in his hands "Come on guys. We need to :):):):)ing look at this :):):):)ing poem thingy. What the :):):):) does it mean?" Feng replies “If you want me to critique this :):):):)in doggerel, someone is gonna have to read it to me - in toto. I can't read.” He says as if by way of explanation “I'm not a poof.” He continues “Are the silver needles special silver needles, or would any do? If any would do, I vote we hustle over to the Silversmith and nick some, pronto. In the absence of any other plan, I vote for that right now.” He Pats the slingshot handle affectionately “I reckon we could go out of the window. At least we can open that with Mr. Singshot, here. The question is, before we go, do we booby trap the place to kill any of these twisted :):):):)s when they return?. I know you say the toymaker is not responsible - but frankly I don't give a :):):):). Nobody makes Feng into a puppet without blood flowing? OK?” Sparhawk shakes his head "Let us not waste time setting traps, justice can be decided upon whence we have been returned to our bodies, Neighbours keep that catapult at the ready, I shall endeavor to climb up and see what I can see from the window" Sparhawk moves over to one of the display tables in the window of the toyshop and begins climbing. Poacher cant believe the parties apathy "So you bunch of :):):):)ing :):):):)s are determined to completely :):):):)ing ignore the prophecy? Well :):):):) the lot of you. " “Sorry Poacher,” replies Rizzit “Its a natural defense mechanism, my brain just filters out anything that comes from your mouth, assuming its just gonna be *spam*” "Well at :):):):)ing least think about the :):):):)ing poem you :):):):)." “Can we do anything about it? do we really care?” asks the toy dog. Poacher huffily trudges over to the tins of paint and examines them. Wondering if they are oil based paints. Rizzit watches Poacher “Well, I see what you may be thinking, how do we burn that felatio fellow without getting burn ourselves.” "Tie the :):):):)er up and chuck 'im on the fire...." blurts out Limara. "And as for the prophecies, its Vistani visions... i doubt they're relevant to this current situation. " “Whats a vistani?” asks Rizzit. "The vistani are gypsies... and they practice the art of soothsaying, reading the future..." replies Limara. “Come on let's find a way out of here” says Beltain “We need to find the silver needles before the puppets do awful things with the borrowed bodies - OUR bodies!!!” Beltain addresses the group "Setting traps is a bad idea - we may well have forgotten something that we need in this horrid place so we may have to return. You hear that Poacher? We may have to come back here if we want to free our bodies" Coleridge tries to fathom the intricacies of the prophecies or to recollect if he has encountered anything like it in his travels before, but his head feels fogged in… ill equipped to the task... he bangs the side of his head in frustration only to produce a sad knocking sound. “Sorry i can't seem to focus or think in this new form.. i agree we need to get out of here, and heading to the silversmith may not be a bad idea if that’s what they did themselves... as for setting traps i don't see any merit in that idea, what if its us.. well our bodies that come back first we'll only be damaging ourselves” He looks up to the window “How looks it up there Spar?” Sparhawk hauls himself up onto the table. He then lowers down some string for the others to climb up. He examines the windows. They are secured by knurled window locks. He has trouble undoing the locks with his puppet hands but eventually he succeeds. He pushes on the window frame and it opens outward. He sticks his puppet head out of the window and looks around. He sees the cobbled streets of Half-Hap. It is dark....and quiet....he sees not a soul about.. 3ft below the window ledge is the street. Sparhawk thinks it would be easy to drop down...and escape the toyshop.. Beltain heads over to Spars table and climbs up to join him at the window, "I think it's time to leave" he says "AND I really don't like the way Poacher's mind is working - I think he is about to do something very, very stupid. Princess, can you get the rest of the up here?" he shouts down. He cuts a length of string from one of the puppets on the shelf and dangles it over the edge "To pull the catapult up" he explains Poacher moves the oil paint tin to one side then looks around the tins of paint for any turpentine or white spirit. He then checks the rags to see if any are oily, separating those ones out. "Ok. Here's what i'm going to :):):):)ing do. You :):):):)s head out and find those :):):):)ers.. But i reckon you should hide near the outside of this shop. Coz when i set the :):):):)er alight and those :):):):)s come running then you can :):):):)ing get them. This :):):):)ing baby is gonna :):):):)ing burn. BURN BABY BURN!" Rizzit snarls at Poacher "You :):):):)ing idiot Poacher, we are not burning houses down in this town. The whole place could go up" Sparhawk calls down from the table "Poacher I see no point in setting fires....even if people do come running we stand no chance in this form, and remember we are made of wood and that doth tend to burn easily neighbour" Sparhawk takes another look out the window "I have the window open neighbours, let us make good our escape and begin our search" Feng Nods "I'm for getting out as soon as possible too - as for Poacher - he can do what he damn well likes - if it flushes the bastards back here, it's a good plan. I just want time to get to the silversmiths for the needles before we get ready for them scumbags" "Me too, i want outta here..." says Limara, moving to the table. All the party, except Poacher, exit the toyshop via the window. The night air is cold, and all seems still. Meanwhile..inside the Toyshop, Poacher finds some terps. He determines he has everything he needs to start a fire.. [IMG]http://homepage.ntlworld.com/tariff/CatAttack.jpg[/IMG] [/QUOTE]
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