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And I'm now the co-boss of the union. Right? :D

Tallarn and I figured we shouldn't leave our mutual sub-plot dangling as Cho leaves, so here is our common ... Flashback - In The Orchard (It's early summer, a few days after the party's return from the desert and Cho's return from the dead. Cho has asked Xiang to meet her alone outside...

Poor, exactly. Very. Not to mention cute and harmless ... :D Thanks to you, too. :cool:

Hey, I almost overlooked that! Thank you. :)

Fantastic updates. Wonderful character flavour I thought. I especially liked Leo's "...blood. His blood." And of course the deadpan mention of H using Aos's skull as a drinking cup. :D And I loved Xiang's musings about whether and why not to challenge the White Way's Shield Guardian...

Cho's account might go here if I have time to write it. Which most likely won't be before next Sunday's game, so I'm being cocky and reserving space. Wouldn't want to upset chronological order. :) Edit: Here it comes. --- Little Black Snow It has been instants. The snapping of an...

Cool account, Leo. Wonderfully dark mood.

Passage They are merely questions, Cho tells herself as they step forward through the trapezoid-shaped archway into the wide tunnel beyond, which is to lead them through to the Gorge of Osiris. The party is going to meet the mad holy man Aos and Elros have encountered before, and judged...

Here's a flashback scene I wrote for Cho last week. Simon suggested that I post it. It's set about a year and a half after Hawk's Palace's fall, a little over a year before Cho joined the game. :cool: Tea-With-Bread … the warm ice … the hot slippery ice … … the bell jingles as...

Damn. I knew I had forgotten something. Yes, 5000gp go from Cho to Sigurd.

Gutheron’s Tomb Cho drops down the shaft and lands in a double puff of dust. Leo’s Prying Eyes swarm down around her and flit into the dark tunnel ahead, past frescoes of funeral processions with beast-headed gods. Nothing else moves. The monk picks up the magically lit coin and follows as...

:D Just you wait for next session. Uhm. In fact, no. I'm afraid you'll have to wait for the next story hour update. :)

I can confirm that I heard no one cry "ho!" in the circumstances. Not even Sigurd. :D Of course no one would insinuate that a valiant warrior like Xiang would ever cry "ho!". Not if they knew what "ho" means in Xiang's native language, anyway. ;)

Ours didn't seem all that powerful ... :D I thought it was great fun. Even though we messed up incredibly.

The Pool of Hepi The Moon climbs. Beyond the line of trees, the sands shiver and whisper in the night breeze. A fig drops somewhere. As the night deepens, cold creeps up and clouds your breath. Slowly, the path ahead turns into a serrated blade of pale light curving towards the Pool...

Very cool training scene, Matt. Four leaves. I loved that.

Baking Sands Cho starts violently awake. Heel sinks into rolls of fat, the sleeper she's kicked at struggling to her feet snorts and rolls away. Astragard. Leo’s Rope Trick. Stifling but safe. Even though the harmony is broken. She sits back and rubs her face free of the familar...

Cool stuff. :) I'm glad we are getting such complete reports from Leo's point of view. They're fun to read, plus they let me focus on the Cho POV without feeling I'm not doing everyone justice if I leave out things she didn't witness.

Okay, there wasn't a whole lot more to tell about the battle, so ... here's what I came up with instead. :) Interlude: Clover Oil Still your breath. You will need it. The old command rises to her mind easily, as freely as the crow circles, flits across the surface of the little...

Ye gods, someone is impersonating Cho!! The real Cho is off chasing worgriders, of course, not holding lovesick bards' hands. Now that can't be good ...