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"Perhaps in a little while, but we would like to speak with you first." Brioc says pleasantly. "We had quite an expedition down that passageway, what with the undead and locking doors. Oh, and does the name Croeus mean anything to you? We ran across it on our jaunt, but weren't sure what it...

Mother Asha listens intently to Brystasia's recounting of the afternoon's events, not speaking until the Aesthete has finished her tale. "This sounds far more serious that I feared. Combined with the contents of the book..." Mother Asha stops, and gestures for the group to follow her through...

"I'm Jansson." Jansson introduces himself, shaking first Llerith's, then Fee'ann's hand. "I take it the weather outside hasn't improved then? If you don't mind me asking, what brings you both to the Island?"

Thanks, it's good to be back :) I have been there a couple of times. It's quite a tourist attraction actually, as its got the Priory of Our Lady of Walsingham, which (until the dissolution of monasteries in 1539) held a shrine to the Virgin Mary. It's still a bit of a pilgramage site, and has...

OK, I'll get back to ordering you all around then ;)

"I agree, although let us watch our steps with the sphinx. I do not trust the creature in the slightest, and she may be somewhat aggrieved by our failure to retrieve her potion." Brioc answers Ehldannis. "And let's not bring the spear up just yet. I want to see how things go first..." If...

Jansson returns the halflings nod with one of his own and a friendly smile. "Hello travellers, do you want to join us?" He asks. "Can't hurt to hear from some people a bit more experienced with the Isle than us, can it?" He adds quietly to his companions.

I really hadn't realised it had been so long. I'm so glad to have started this game up again. I'd forgotten just how much fun Ged, Hestia and Velimir are to play :) There's no hurry. We're moving into a social rather than combat orientated part of this game for at the very least the next...

"Fear not, I'm sure we can manage to discourage any of your admirers who get too enthusiastic." Ged smiles in return. "And I do apologise if I worry overly, but it is my job to protect Hestia. I will try to refrain from applying too much of the same concern to you as well." "You don't need...

"Leave them for now." Brioc cautions Marcus. "I suspect you may be right about there being precautions on the statue. If they're still here when we're done below, we'll have a go at getting them free." Turning to Dhormium, he nods to the priest. "Lead on. If we can find a quick way back...

The last time I'd updated was the end of August! I hadn't realised it'd been quite so long. Anyway, I've posted, and at long, long last Strife in Sokara contines :)

"Hmm, that's an interesting perspective on the matter. I hadn't considered that possibility..." Velimir frowns thoughtfully. "Maybe we can find some clue while we travel?" Hestia suggests. "The people who live in the towns and villages might have heard more than us in the city." "Not a bad...

Woohoo! I'll get an update written and posted :)

Right, after an embarrassingly long delay, I'm ready to get this game back up and running again. Assuming you're still interested? Please say yes :)

Hi folks, I'm back. It's going to take me a day or two to catch back up with the IC events, but once I have, Dr Hewitt will be back to apply his scientific approach to entirely unscientific problems... :) Hmm, I live about 20 miles away from Little Snoring, and I've visited a few times (to go...

"Hummm?" Jansson jolts awake as Ruth lifts him from his stool. "Gods, sorry about that." He smiles, looking slightly embarrassed. "It must have been the flight. A good night's sleep can't hurt any of us though."

Abstract away :) I can imagine this battle is a beast to try and run, so anything that makes your life easier is good.

"You would have thought these people could come up with a more civilised way of travelling around the place..." Mourn grumbles to Thorik. The weasel chuckles at the comment, sending ripples along the length of it's near-transparent body. "Ah well, here goes..." Mourn holds his nose and once...

"Lord Boccob, I thank you for this second chance, and pray I do not fail you again." Nessa whispers, getting back to her feet. She looks uneasily at the ethereal walls, then steels her nerve. She strides forwards towards Lyssia with a prayer on her lips, taking her sickle from her belt as she...

"I agree with Marcus, we should err on the side of caution for now." Brioc replies to Octar. He takes his place in the formation, loosening his scimitar in it's scabbard. "Dhormium, what can you see?" He softly calls forwards to the dwarf.