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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 6102110" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 66 - Three Milestones</strong></p><p></p><ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Having received a message from Rumdoom saying that both he and Damata Griento were safe and well, Korrigan intercepted Damata's letter to his wife, went to reassure her that her husband would rejoin them in Sid Minos, and escorted the family onto the train.<br /> </span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Luc & Ottavia were already on board, ensconsed in their private suite. Bree was in the first class lounge, and nodded professionally at the unit. Boone was there too, in a pretty bad mood, giving Kov the chef a hard time. By contrast, Verzubak was cockahoop, flashing his winnings about and enjoying several plates of luxurious food.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">The unit loudly announced their intention to disembark at Sid Minos, and kept their profile low, leaving Sly Marbo to keep an eye on things during an uneventful final leg of their journey.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">As they approached Sid Minos, Malia Baccarin did her rounds and herded first and second-class passengers back to their respective seats. Uru gave the compartment a quick once-over to see if it had been interfered with, but (having found nothing on previous occasions) his inspection was sadly perfunctory.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">A knock on the door of the unit's suite came as a surprise. Acting on instinct, Uru quickly hid in the toilet until curiosity got the better of him and he moved to listen at the bedroom door instead:</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Matunaaga answered to find Olivert Boone in the passageway. He asked if he could come in and, after checking with his 'master', the dutiful manservant beckoned him in. Boone said that he thought he could be of help to the unit, and spy on the people he worked for.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Korrigan pretended to be nonplussed and asked Boone to explain himself. There followed an achingingly discreet exchange in which neither party would or could admit to much without a concession from the other. Malthusius got the feeling that Boone was playing for time.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">At length, the negotiations were interrupted when the lanterns in the suite flickered red and glowed a dim purple. Outside, the sky deepened to a bruised grey, and all within the suite experienced a very strange sensation. It took Malthusius a moment of concentration before he announced that they had been somehow transported into the plane of Nem.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Matunaaga checked outside. The train appeared to be empty - no other guards or passengers.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">At once suspicion fell on Boone, though he appeared to be as shocked as the rest of them; and when wailing spirits began to manifest around the tiefling and accuse him of their murder, the unit rounded on him.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Korrigan demanded he hand over his gun. Boone refused and Matunaaga drew on him. Boone said if he had to he would fight to keep hold of his only weapon, but with the wailing spirits in his ears, he confessed that he had been sent to their suite to ensure they were all together: he had been told they would all be subjected to a sleep spell, not this altogether more deadly effect. Ha had been betrayed, it would seem.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Nontheless, knowing now that he was a serial killer, and believing the effect to be emanating from his pistol, the group insisted he disarm. Boone lost his temper and shouted, "This has nothing to do with my <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 gun!" at which point Malthusius suddenly cried, "The lanterns!" He resumed Uru's inspection and discovered small sigils above the door of the compartment. Leon then realised that waves of Nem energy were flowing from the front of the train.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Before they could respond to this, the group were beset by reapers - spirits that flew in from outside and tried to claim living victims. Fighting them off, the unit discovered they could phase, and Leon quickly hopped up onto the roof of the train and saw a purple light glowing in the distance - on the locomotive engine. This was the source of the Nem energy, and it needed to be destroyed to restore them to life.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Realising that time was now of the essence, the whole unit, with Olivert Boone in tow, began a mad dash along the train to reach the very front. Along the way they were assailed by vestiges of the tragedy that befell the train in the Malice Lands - spirits of the dead who rose up from the damaged carriages and tried to cling to them. They fought them off, but were then attacked by more reapers.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Leon was able to teleport ahead out of danger, but Matunaaga was brought to his knees by the cold claws of these creatures. Olivert Boone seized his chance: he felled Matunaaga with a single shot, and then turned and emptied his revolver at Korrigan, before phasing down into the train compartment below.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Korrigan gave chase while Matunaaga was dragged to his feet. Boone was unable to reload his gun before the marshal was on him, knocking him to the ground and killing him.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Meanwhile, the others had come face-to-face with a ruin wraith, a cunning spirit that sought to keep them from the front of the train and trap them in this realm. It lashed out at them, trying to knock them from the train. In Uru's case, it succeeded and he disappeared from view, only to reappear, moments later, in the first compartment where they all started.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">The ruin wraith was unable to stop Leon from getting past it. The cunning tiefling used his fey teleportation powers to reach the source of the purple light:</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">A baroque lantern, matching the description of the one Uru had seen in Orithea and Trekhom. At once Leon could see that this one was splintering under its own energy, overloaded with whatever eldritch fuel it fed on.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">He broke it.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">The unit found themselves back in their suite, suffering momentarily from sleep paralysis. They could see Boone's corpse sliding onto the floor, as the train slowed to a halt and idled.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Gradually, freedom of movement returned to their limbs and they were up in an instant, trying to establish exactly what was going on: Malthusius looked out of the compartment window, and saw the outskirts of Sid Minos in the distance; Matunaaga checked and found that the Grientos were safe and unaffected; Leon looked out of the far side of the train, and saw that Luc, Ottavia and Bree had disembarked, and were clambering into a waiting cart!</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">The train lurched into motion once more, leaving the unit to hastily grab what belongings they could and leap off the moving train in pursuit.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">The carriage had set off along a switchback trail down a steep incline, where forested cliffs descended to meet the shoreline. There was no easy way for the group to follow - certainly not at the speed of a horse and cart. Except for Matunaaga, whose people were trained to handle this kind of terrain at speed. He set off through the undergrowth, and when he reached a steep drop, was able to use <em>his aeriad </em>bracers to drift along the treetops below, angling himself down towards the roadway.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Meanwhile, Korrigan sent a message to Sly Marbo, letting him know what had happened, while Leon, Malthusius and Uru collaborated on a <em>phantom steed </em>ritual. When it was done, they set off down the trail at a gallop.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Matunaaga had tailed his quarry to a shale beach, where rough seas battered a few old fishing boats about. Luc, Ottavia and Bree dashed across the beach and clambered into an old rowing boat. They paid the owner, who at once struck out for a desolate islet some distance from the mainland. Matunaaga took a shot at Bree who fell into the boat. Then he waited for the others to arrive and, some moments later they were galloping over the waves, as they had done on that moonless night two weeks ago when they first arrived in Danor.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">They passed the fisherman in his rowboat returning from the island alone.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Malthusius began to fear that this might well be Odiem - a place of forbiddling legends, where ships often found themselves wrecked in bloody seas and the clergy once constructed a vault designed to hide ancient and unholy relics.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">So it was with some trepidation that the unit stepped down from their steeds and on to the island, a trepidation that increased when they could only find a single set of footprints (small, a woman's, so Ottavia's) leading from the beach. Keeping their eyes out for the other two, they walked warily towards a ruined lighthouse building.</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Now a voice resounded in their minds: </span><p style="text-align: left"><span style="color: #0000cd">“I am Ottavia Sacredote, oracle of the Clergy, and my task is to protect the man you pursue. He acts for the betterment of civilization, and he has deemed you a threat. But unlike some in my faith I do not rush to judgment. If you can defend your aggression, do so, and I shall listen. If you cannot, let he who is willing to riskhis life to harm my charge be the first to step across the lighthouse threshold."<br /> </span></p> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Whatever method Ottavia was using to communicate with them in this way, it rendered her emotions almost palpable. They could feel that she was in earnest but there was also an edge of fear and desperation. <br /> </span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">At once, Korrigan challenged her to explain their own aggression. But Ottavia scorned his outrage: "You have followed us for days. Do you deny that, had the time been right, you would have struck at us first, without troubling to understand our ends? You are the servants of a foreign nation, operating undercover - what more could you expect on our disocvery of your true identities?"<br /> </span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Malthusius spoke of events in Flint - of the nefarious schemes of Reed Macbannin, and how his Obscurati-related plot almost buried thousands of innocent in rivers of witchoil. Ottavia countered that she knew nothing of this, nor had she any reason to believe it was connected with the profoundly humanist vision the people she works for pursue. She challenged Malthusius' own faith ("if you are the man I believe you to be") and spoke of her own disillusionment with corruption in the clergy, of how the priesthood had abandoned the poor and the weak in pursuit of wealth and personal power. How the Ob was going to change things for the betterment of all. She talked of Triegenes, or the purity of his word; how it was sullied by the selfish and Byzantine institution she once wholeheartedly served; how the truest interpretation of Triegene's word had been distilled by the great philosopher William Miller "- and what did they do? They burned him alive on a pyre of his own writings. I don't want to live in a world where the truth burns and lies flourish!"<br /> </span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">She spoke of her mission: to protect and serve Luc Jierre until he was safely delivered to Vendricce. There was now ardour and passion in her voice as she spoke of Luc, of what a wonderful mind he had, and how his priveleged, naive worldview would be profoundly altered with his induction to the Ob, where is brilliant scientific mind could be used to bring enlightenment for the betterment of all sentient peoples.<br /> </span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">It was here that Malthusius experienced a nagging sensation which he gradually recognised as Xambria's voice, growing louder and louder in volume. "Stop listening to her! Stop listening and wake up!"</span> </li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Only then did Malthusius realise how long he had been standing on the muddy beach, as the sun went down and dozens of figures shambled out of the sea towards them - the drowned dead of Odiem who had now come within arms' reach thanks to Ottavia Sacredote's enthralling spell. </span> </li> </ul><p><span style="color: #0000cd"></span></p><p><span style="color: #0000cd"> </span></p><ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">And then there was another voice, breathless and insistent, feminine and sultry. A whisper in the wind that seemed to narrate their story: <br /> <strong>"The priestess' sermon will see her foes dead. Her rivals, visitors to this island, are welcome below where it is safer..."</strong> </span> </li> </ul><p><span style="color: #0000cd"></span></p><p><span style="color: #0000cd"></span></p><ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul"><span style="color: #0000cd">Elsewhere, on the Avery Coast train that had just pulled in to Sid Minos, Sly Marbo was struggling to drag the dead weight of Olivert Boone into the toilet cubicle of the first class suite, where he could hide it until nightfall. He'd just got the corpse sat on the loo, when a noise behind him caused him to spin around just in time to take a blow to the face so powerful it sent sent him reeling back on top of Olivert, where he slumped as limp and lifeless as the tiefling. </span> </li> </ul></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 6102110, member: 79141"] [b]Session 66 - Three Milestones[/b] [LIST] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Having received a message from Rumdoom saying that both he and Damata Griento were safe and well, Korrigan intercepted Damata's letter to his wife, went to reassure her that her husband would rejoin them in Sid Minos, and escorted the family onto the train. [/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Luc & Ottavia were already on board, ensconsed in their private suite. Bree was in the first class lounge, and nodded professionally at the unit. Boone was there too, in a pretty bad mood, giving Kov the chef a hard time. By contrast, Verzubak was cockahoop, flashing his winnings about and enjoying several plates of luxurious food.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]The unit loudly announced their intention to disembark at Sid Minos, and kept their profile low, leaving Sly Marbo to keep an eye on things during an uneventful final leg of their journey.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]As they approached Sid Minos, Malia Baccarin did her rounds and herded first and second-class passengers back to their respective seats. Uru gave the compartment a quick once-over to see if it had been interfered with, but (having found nothing on previous occasions) his inspection was sadly perfunctory.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]A knock on the door of the unit's suite came as a surprise. Acting on instinct, Uru quickly hid in the toilet until curiosity got the better of him and he moved to listen at the bedroom door instead:[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Matunaaga answered to find Olivert Boone in the passageway. He asked if he could come in and, after checking with his 'master', the dutiful manservant beckoned him in. Boone said that he thought he could be of help to the unit, and spy on the people he worked for.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Korrigan pretended to be nonplussed and asked Boone to explain himself. There followed an achingingly discreet exchange in which neither party would or could admit to much without a concession from the other. Malthusius got the feeling that Boone was playing for time.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]At length, the negotiations were interrupted when the lanterns in the suite flickered red and glowed a dim purple. Outside, the sky deepened to a bruised grey, and all within the suite experienced a very strange sensation. It took Malthusius a moment of concentration before he announced that they had been somehow transported into the plane of Nem.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Matunaaga checked outside. The train appeared to be empty - no other guards or passengers.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]At once suspicion fell on Boone, though he appeared to be as shocked as the rest of them; and when wailing spirits began to manifest around the tiefling and accuse him of their murder, the unit rounded on him.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Korrigan demanded he hand over his gun. Boone refused and Matunaaga drew on him. Boone said if he had to he would fight to keep hold of his only weapon, but with the wailing spirits in his ears, he confessed that he had been sent to their suite to ensure they were all together: he had been told they would all be subjected to a sleep spell, not this altogether more deadly effect. Ha had been betrayed, it would seem.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Nontheless, knowing now that he was a serial killer, and believing the effect to be emanating from his pistol, the group insisted he disarm. Boone lost his temper and shouted, "This has nothing to do with my :):):):)ing gun!" at which point Malthusius suddenly cried, "The lanterns!" He resumed Uru's inspection and discovered small sigils above the door of the compartment. Leon then realised that waves of Nem energy were flowing from the front of the train.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Before they could respond to this, the group were beset by reapers - spirits that flew in from outside and tried to claim living victims. Fighting them off, the unit discovered they could phase, and Leon quickly hopped up onto the roof of the train and saw a purple light glowing in the distance - on the locomotive engine. This was the source of the Nem energy, and it needed to be destroyed to restore them to life.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Realising that time was now of the essence, the whole unit, with Olivert Boone in tow, began a mad dash along the train to reach the very front. Along the way they were assailed by vestiges of the tragedy that befell the train in the Malice Lands - spirits of the dead who rose up from the damaged carriages and tried to cling to them. They fought them off, but were then attacked by more reapers.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Leon was able to teleport ahead out of danger, but Matunaaga was brought to his knees by the cold claws of these creatures. Olivert Boone seized his chance: he felled Matunaaga with a single shot, and then turned and emptied his revolver at Korrigan, before phasing down into the train compartment below.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Korrigan gave chase while Matunaaga was dragged to his feet. Boone was unable to reload his gun before the marshal was on him, knocking him to the ground and killing him.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Meanwhile, the others had come face-to-face with a ruin wraith, a cunning spirit that sought to keep them from the front of the train and trap them in this realm. It lashed out at them, trying to knock them from the train. In Uru's case, it succeeded and he disappeared from view, only to reappear, moments later, in the first compartment where they all started.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]The ruin wraith was unable to stop Leon from getting past it. The cunning tiefling used his fey teleportation powers to reach the source of the purple light:[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]A baroque lantern, matching the description of the one Uru had seen in Orithea and Trekhom. At once Leon could see that this one was splintering under its own energy, overloaded with whatever eldritch fuel it fed on.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]He broke it.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]The unit found themselves back in their suite, suffering momentarily from sleep paralysis. They could see Boone's corpse sliding onto the floor, as the train slowed to a halt and idled.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Gradually, freedom of movement returned to their limbs and they were up in an instant, trying to establish exactly what was going on: Malthusius looked out of the compartment window, and saw the outskirts of Sid Minos in the distance; Matunaaga checked and found that the Grientos were safe and unaffected; Leon looked out of the far side of the train, and saw that Luc, Ottavia and Bree had disembarked, and were clambering into a waiting cart![/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]The train lurched into motion once more, leaving the unit to hastily grab what belongings they could and leap off the moving train in pursuit.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]The carriage had set off along a switchback trail down a steep incline, where forested cliffs descended to meet the shoreline. There was no easy way for the group to follow - certainly not at the speed of a horse and cart. Except for Matunaaga, whose people were trained to handle this kind of terrain at speed. He set off through the undergrowth, and when he reached a steep drop, was able to use [I]his aeriad [/I]bracers to drift along the treetops below, angling himself down towards the roadway.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Meanwhile, Korrigan sent a message to Sly Marbo, letting him know what had happened, while Leon, Malthusius and Uru collaborated on a [I]phantom steed [/I]ritual. When it was done, they set off down the trail at a gallop.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Matunaaga had tailed his quarry to a shale beach, where rough seas battered a few old fishing boats about. Luc, Ottavia and Bree dashed across the beach and clambered into an old rowing boat. They paid the owner, who at once struck out for a desolate islet some distance from the mainland. Matunaaga took a shot at Bree who fell into the boat. Then he waited for the others to arrive and, some moments later they were galloping over the waves, as they had done on that moonless night two weeks ago when they first arrived in Danor.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]They passed the fisherman in his rowboat returning from the island alone.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Malthusius began to fear that this might well be Odiem - a place of forbiddling legends, where ships often found themselves wrecked in bloody seas and the clergy once constructed a vault designed to hide ancient and unholy relics.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]So it was with some trepidation that the unit stepped down from their steeds and on to the island, a trepidation that increased when they could only find a single set of footprints (small, a woman's, so Ottavia's) leading from the beach. Keeping their eyes out for the other two, they walked warily towards a ruined lighthouse building.[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Now a voice resounded in their minds: [/COLOR][LEFT][COLOR=#0000cd]“I am Ottavia Sacredote, oracle of the Clergy, and my task is to protect the man you pursue. He acts for the betterment of civilization, and he has deemed you a threat. But unlike some in my faith I do not rush to judgment. If you can defend your aggression, do so, and I shall listen. If you cannot, let he who is willing to riskhis life to harm my charge be the first to step across the lighthouse threshold." [/COLOR][/LEFT] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Whatever method Ottavia was using to communicate with them in this way, it rendered her emotions almost palpable. They could feel that she was in earnest but there was also an edge of fear and desperation. [/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]At once, Korrigan challenged her to explain their own aggression. But Ottavia scorned his outrage: "You have followed us for days. Do you deny that, had the time been right, you would have struck at us first, without troubling to understand our ends? You are the servants of a foreign nation, operating undercover - what more could you expect on our disocvery of your true identities?" [/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Malthusius spoke of events in Flint - of the nefarious schemes of Reed Macbannin, and how his Obscurati-related plot almost buried thousands of innocent in rivers of witchoil. Ottavia countered that she knew nothing of this, nor had she any reason to believe it was connected with the profoundly humanist vision the people she works for pursue. She challenged Malthusius' own faith ("if you are the man I believe you to be") and spoke of her own disillusionment with corruption in the clergy, of how the priesthood had abandoned the poor and the weak in pursuit of wealth and personal power. How the Ob was going to change things for the betterment of all. She talked of Triegenes, or the purity of his word; how it was sullied by the selfish and Byzantine institution she once wholeheartedly served; how the truest interpretation of Triegene's word had been distilled by the great philosopher William Miller "- and what did they do? They burned him alive on a pyre of his own writings. I don't want to live in a world where the truth burns and lies flourish!" [/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]She spoke of her mission: to protect and serve Luc Jierre until he was safely delivered to Vendricce. There was now ardour and passion in her voice as she spoke of Luc, of what a wonderful mind he had, and how his priveleged, naive worldview would be profoundly altered with his induction to the Ob, where is brilliant scientific mind could be used to bring enlightenment for the betterment of all sentient peoples. [/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]It was here that Malthusius experienced a nagging sensation which he gradually recognised as Xambria's voice, growing louder and louder in volume. "Stop listening to her! Stop listening and wake up!"[/COLOR] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Only then did Malthusius realise how long he had been standing on the muddy beach, as the sun went down and dozens of figures shambled out of the sea towards them - the drowned dead of Odiem who had now come within arms' reach thanks to Ottavia Sacredote's enthralling spell. [/COLOR] [/LIST] [COLOR=#0000cd] [/COLOR] [LIST] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]And then there was another voice, breathless and insistent, feminine and sultry. A whisper in the wind that seemed to narrate their story: [B]"The priestess' sermon will see her foes dead. Her rivals, visitors to this island, are welcome below where it is safer..."[/B] [/COLOR] [/LIST] [COLOR=#0000cd] [/COLOR] [LIST] [*][COLOR=#0000cd]Elsewhere, on the Avery Coast train that had just pulled in to Sid Minos, Sly Marbo was struggling to drag the dead weight of Olivert Boone into the toilet cubicle of the first class suite, where he could hide it until nightfall. He'd just got the corpse sat on the loo, when a noise behind him caused him to spin around just in time to take a blow to the face so powerful it sent sent him reeling back on top of Olivert, where he slumped as limp and lifeless as the tiefling. [/COLOR] [/LIST] [/QUOTE]
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