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Silverymoon. The thought brought a smile to Hildor's face. For a moment he was going home. There really was nothing to go back to, but at least he could let Radcliff know what had happened. The smile faded. It really wasn't going to be that wonderful after all.

A cleric asking Hildor to report to the great room. That wasn't exactly freedom, but it was enough justification to leave the cell. Having taken note of the clerics appearance, he decided to follow instructions. There was the matter of his equipment. Most of his inventory was harmless...

"I'd rather take my wagon, but thanks," Roger said politely as he packed away his own camera, notes, and replaced the tape in the tape recorder. "My recording equipment will be safe here, right?" He nodded toward the tape recorder, which he intended to leave running. After dealing with his...

Startled and confused he bolts upright. The sweat dripping down his face only lasts a second though and quickly turns cold as his emotions shift from fear to confusion. Opening his mouth to relate the dream to the cleric Hildor almost speaks, but it never comes out, as he quickly remembers his...

It had in fact been Vincent that had climbed the scaffolding, and who wanted to open the door. And he had just mentioned they were up there opening the door just a sentence before. The guy had a bit of a superiority complex, probably got his way too much. Pretty common problem for teachers...

"Let's give him some air," Roger says nonchalantly, noticing almost everyone was now standing over the poor kid. He walks back over and changes his notes. Type: Auditory, Visual and ... he pauses for a moment. The breathing was auditory, the reappearance on the chair was visual, it had to be...

Hearing the guard stir, Hildor looked to make sure his equipment was where Dowkan had left it on the floor. He didn't need to be accused of accepting his weopons back, though they might argue he should have helped the guard, it was unlikely. He hadn't witnessed the attack, and really didn't...

Now sitting in the bed in his cell, the curious moon elf in him couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the others. He wanted to go after Hrolf, but not as much as he wanted the Tyrrans to let him go without pursuit. He'd see them again in any case. Either Dowkan's message was...

The scaffolding was high, but Roger climbed down so quickly it felt like a stepping stool. He would definitely need to know what was in that room. As he approached Vincent he saw the slime. More he couldn't explain, but the boy had to come first. He knew too well that not moving wasn't an...

Hildor isn't concerned with money at the moment. If Dowkan and Hrolf want to split up the armor/defense stuff that'd make sense. Nae'talis took the pearl earlier. Probably ought to pass the holy symbols around to those with charisma first. I can only image them being used to bluff our way...

Why did they send Dowkan to get them? Sounded like a jail break. If Hrolf wanted to run off, Braggi would certainly send most of the available forces after him. They surely didn't need help from a couple of convicts. Hildor was interested in getting the Tyrrans to let him go without pursuit...

"Go for it." He steps back and grabs a piece of scaffolding to brace himself, and then offers his right hand to Vincent. "But I'm a little out of shape, so if I tell you to stop, please don't push it."

He sits quietly on a bed. The guards had taken his weopons and backpack, but they had left him all that was in his pockets. The symbol of his gods. The lock picks. Though he wsa confident (maybe even overconfident) that he could open the door of this prison, the guard made it useless to try...

Turning to address Dunstand. "A door in the ceiling." He looked up to find the spot, but couldn't see it from the ground, so he decided pointing in the general direction would be good enough. "I'm going to go join Vincent up there and see if we can't get it open. I'd invite you up but I'm...

Noticing Nae'talis had not answered his first question, Hildor began to speak, but was cut short by Braggi. After the lecture he decided it wasn't prudent to upset the man further. it seemed his patience, though greater than that of others, had been drawn thin to begin with. The lecture had...

Should he speak? He could not lie, he had never been very adept at it. The others had probably figured it all out anyway. Except for Dowkan. Dowkan just got lucky. So how much should he say. He could not betray Radcliff, but there was no hope of salvaging his task at this point. Nor did...

"If that's ok with Kris. I don't know how much more you're going to see though, I didn't even notice it when I was up there. I'm going to look for another way up in the meantime." Roger continues to look and think about ways to get closer to the switch. Maybe there's a way to get up there...

He was smiling. He knew who it was. It was Mars. Unfortunately Hildor did not know who Mars was. Hildor was afraid of Mars, but the last thing he needed was the Tyrrans after him too. Looking at Braggi, "I have mentioned him once already. The only one who I am working for, outside of the...

Accepting the camera from Vincent, Roger went to look for the door. After a couple seconds he found it. "Yeh, that's probably where the sounds are coming from. Good work." Vincent had showed interest, followed instructions and found something useful. Roger was considering offering him the...

"Must be from the roof then. I'll check that with Sara." Roger decended from the platform. "Thank you for allowing me to place that microphone. Hopefully it'll record something useful." He turned toward Vincent, and noticed he was focusing on spot. "If you want to keep a picture of the...