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Huh... that's funny. I just placed a largish order for a number of Exalted books at Amazon just now, but it didn't let me share my purchases. :\ Usually, a button pops up on the right-hand side of the page after I place an order for me to "Share The Love" but it didn't show this time. I wonder...

"it was Crassag, I believe, who broke Tapheon's back and tore off a wing over some slight or other," Shamiq answers absentmindedly, "Or was it Criassus? Damnable tanar'ri... could never keep track of them all," it grumbles. It ignores Flaust's description of its lair as a 'slurry pit' though it...

*Phaeder watches in a sort of slow-motion horror as Shal moves up to face the remaining tree-beasts, only to be mangled by their mighty branches. He hadn't always gotten along with the Pelorite and he sometimes got the impression Shal disapproved of his ghostly bond but the young man had been a...

"Then why bother asking me anything at all?" retorts Shamiq without rancor. It shrugs apathetically, knobby bones moving unnaturally below wrinkled, sallow skin. "If your distrust blinds you to the big picture, so be it. We have nothing more to say to each other."

Padawan!? Bow down before me for I am the Dark Lord Revan! :lol: Uhm, yes. The correct path. Of course...

"My interest?" Shamiq snorts. "Have you not been listening to a single word I've said, mortals? Must I spell everything out?" It looks into the impenetrable wall of your mistrustful faces and sighs again, wearily. "...You would not believe me in any case. All I have to say is this, then: the...

On a completely tangential, but not entirely irrelevant note, SW:KotOR is an evil, mind-sucking game.... :p Fortunately, it is also not a terribly long one. :heh: I would have posted sooner except I couldn't tear myself away from slaughtering everything in my path saving the Republic. :o

Blade gives her assent as well, in her usual solemn and serious fashion. Then a long, uncomfortable silence descends upon the cavern as no one speaks. Finally, after several expectant moments, Rupert realizes (perhaps with the help of a well-placed nudge) that he too, is required an answer and...

Welcome back! Very glad to hear you had a good time with your fiance! :D

Heartened by the fact that Sasskasa had not snapped back at her in anger or irritation, Sssakkariah forges on and nods, "I thought that might have been the cassse... I have met sssome of your people back in my homeland and many of them bore markingsss and desssignsss sssomewhat sssimilar to...

Yay! Welcome to the group, Lady Shatterstone! :)

Shamiq chuckles wetly, the sound more akin to a hissing wheeze. "Catch? The catch is killing it would be the easiest way of 'freeing' it from the shackles of its current existence. The Maeldur possesses an unique power... one that guarantees it will be forever hunted by both the powers of Good...

Sighing inwardly to herself, Sssakkariah goes back to her meditation and tries to ignore the wet crunching noises of the lizardman feeding. Sasskasa had given the creature a quick death after all, though perhaps in a most disagreeable manner... but that was hardly unexpected. Sweeping these...

Sssakkariah opens one eye in the midst of her meditation. "Sssee? There'sss nothing elssse." she hisses in Common irritably. "If you are going to kill it, at leassst grant it a quick, clean death, inssstead of twisssting your knife in its gutsss like that for merely defending itsss territory! It...

Shamiq merely nods, responding to this new voice. "In any case, the condition is this: Do not kill the Maeldur. Instead, tell it that it can be free. It could always have freed itself. It just didn't know. That's how we work, you know. Swear you will free the Maeldur-- swear upon your souls--...

OOC: Well, if Kiaros looks anything like Legolas, then perhaps the comment would not be entirely unjustified... :p But yes, please edit. The comment was never intended to be an insult... just the DM trying to juggle too many things at once. :o

There are a great many poems already mentioned that I like-- The Bells (Poe), Dolores (Swinburne), Destruction of Sennacherib (Byron), If (Kipling)-- just to name a few but none have haunted me as deeply as this one (original is written in Hebrew): Out of Three or Four People in a Room Yehuda...

OOC: Oops, Shamiq was talking to Flaust, not Kiaros, about the recipe (hence, the 'little princess' bit). I should have put a note in the text saying he switched focus to her for that bit... oh well, the dangers of trying to talk to more than one person at a time and all... :\

"You've come here about Maeldur et Kavurik," the ancient creature-- Daru ib Shamiq-- states plainly. "You don't know what it is, what it does, or where it is. And you expect me to tell you." It wheezes in a ghastly imitation of a weak chuckle. "The funny thing is-- I will. I might even tell you...

Zoe: Vlad: OOC: Spellcasters, I've put up a post clarifying some points about magical conditions on the planes and spell keys. It can be found on the 2nd post of this thread (which is where I'm collecting all supplementary campaign information). Please give it a read, and if you still have...