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<blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 1043039" data-attributes="member: 4441"><p>*The working men and women appreciate your magical show, and grins of delight are seen on many faces. Most seem to forget about Hisk as they focus on your spells. By the end of the hour, you're ten silver and seven copper richer as well.*</p><p></p><p> *While most are distracted by Gaoi's show, Noddy points out the rude, staring patrons. Your hard staring does seem to persuade the more persistant to go back to their own business.*</p><p></p><p> *Hisk inclines his head toward you, and speaks quick and low.*</p><p></p><p>"My ssseason hasss not been good for many moonsss. You sssee," he says, briefly brushing back the rags he wears away from his shoulder. Rokelsh, Noddy, and Elexia see the puckered old scar of a stab wound in his shoulder. "But pleassse, let me ssspeak to the White Mother firssst. I can tell you more later." With that, he rises to follow Elexia. </p><p></p><p> *Hisk closes his eyes and basks in the glow of Alnaria's healing powers. After a minute, his eyes open again, looking brighter and more alert than you've seen them.*</p><p></p><p>"White Mother, I have been accusssed by one I held dear. One that held great power over my tribe. But he is old, and he hasss gotten ssstrange, ssstrange. </p><p></p><p>"I was a keeper of the green places, a ssseer of spirits, a shaman. But he did not want me to be anymore. Sssomeone went into the ssswamp, into hisss home. It made him mad, quite mad. He bade me, go to the town, sssee what othersss are coming. But I cannot go back, he hasss made it imposssible. I try to go to the ssswamp and cannot. I try, and he beats me from afar with his ssspirt, to show me my place. He accusssed me of not doing hisss will, but how can I when I cannot go into the ssswamp to tell him?</p><p></p><p>"Pleassse, White Mother, can you tell him that I ssstill do hisss will? That I have not tried to fail him? Pleassse, Ssskord will go too far, and I will die sssoon."</p><p></p><p>*With that plea, Hisk drops to the floor on his scaly knees and raises his hands palm upward in a gesture of supplication.*</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Isida Kep'Tukari, post: 1043039, member: 4441"] *The working men and women appreciate your magical show, and grins of delight are seen on many faces. Most seem to forget about Hisk as they focus on your spells. By the end of the hour, you're ten silver and seven copper richer as well.* *While most are distracted by Gaoi's show, Noddy points out the rude, staring patrons. Your hard staring does seem to persuade the more persistant to go back to their own business.* *Hisk inclines his head toward you, and speaks quick and low.* "My ssseason hasss not been good for many moonsss. You sssee," he says, briefly brushing back the rags he wears away from his shoulder. Rokelsh, Noddy, and Elexia see the puckered old scar of a stab wound in his shoulder. "But pleassse, let me ssspeak to the White Mother firssst. I can tell you more later." With that, he rises to follow Elexia. *Hisk closes his eyes and basks in the glow of Alnaria's healing powers. After a minute, his eyes open again, looking brighter and more alert than you've seen them.* "White Mother, I have been accusssed by one I held dear. One that held great power over my tribe. But he is old, and he hasss gotten ssstrange, ssstrange. "I was a keeper of the green places, a ssseer of spirits, a shaman. But he did not want me to be anymore. Sssomeone went into the ssswamp, into hisss home. It made him mad, quite mad. He bade me, go to the town, sssee what othersss are coming. But I cannot go back, he hasss made it imposssible. I try to go to the ssswamp and cannot. I try, and he beats me from afar with his ssspirt, to show me my place. He accusssed me of not doing hisss will, but how can I when I cannot go into the ssswamp to tell him? "Pleassse, White Mother, can you tell him that I ssstill do hisss will? That I have not tried to fail him? Pleassse, Ssskord will go too far, and I will die sssoon." *With that plea, Hisk drops to the floor on his scaly knees and raises his hands palm upward in a gesture of supplication.* [/QUOTE]
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