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"Mhairi, Ignatius," says Vencarlo with a slight bow. "So he told you that, did he? Then, my friends, you've been lied to. It was Glorio himself who put me here, after I went to him for help. As you can see, however, nobody keeps Vencarlo Orisini prisoner for long. Although, having escaped my...

"Maybe we can use the little fella, eh?" says Kraken. He sheathes his sword and lifts the table off the fallen construct. OOC: Odd, I'm sure this went up yesterday.

"Little fella might be useful, eh?" says Kraken. He sheathes his sword and lifts the bench off the automoton's leg. OOC: I'll be moving jobs and house shortly, so updates might be patchy for the next few weeks.

"Already doing it!" shouts Ying over the wind. The Shadow Lark heels about, running before the storm, but it isn't fast enough to outrun the lightning spirits. The little whip-bearing one alights at the top of the mast, giggling madly. The four "hounds" circle around the ship and move in towards...

Rexun grimaces when Sh'aah mentions climbing, but Menexes nods in agreement. "Perhaps a two-pronged attack," he suggests. "Some of us distract the gate guard with the promise of handing over Your Ladyship, whilst we send some to sneak in the way that you escaped." He looks over at Sh'aah...

There is definitely someone coming down the corridor. Stealthily, but not quite enough, and it's not like there's anywhere to hide. It's Vencarlo. Looking battered, clad only in rags and clutching a kukri rather than his accustomed rapier. He stops a short distance away and regards you...

Kraken stretches his shoulders out, to the sound of creaking tendons. "I've never been so grateful to see the stars, eh?" he says. "Whatever that thing is and wherever it comes from, I'll be glad to see the back of it. I thought those deadfella wulgaru on Tempest Isle were bad enough, but at...

With no evident way to wake the sleepers, the only option seems to wait. The dungeon shifts three more times during this period, returning the configuration to how it was before Mhairi and Ignatius triggered the symbol. Finally they awake, with no other ill effects. Fortunately, the effects of...

What Blue knows about spirits: All things in the world are driven by spirits, of course, but usually these act according to the "natural" order of things. River spirits make water flow towards the sea, for example. What mortals term magic is usually the temporary wresting of control of either...

"We could brew up some woad," says Menexes. "That would help. Or darkness would help. We dwarves can see with little or no light, but we can't see colour when it's dark. It would be hard to tell who had blue skin or not."

Tara-Ki responds to Blue, but it seems to the shaman that the voice of White Matoo is overlaid what he says, and he's not sure if the spirit is speaking through the man or if it just seems like it through Blue's spirit senses. "Wild spirits," says Tara-Ki. Blue can see, dancing amidst the...

Slapping and shaking doesn't waken the sleepers, and they don't respond either when Edmond resorts to pricking them with point of a dagger or dousing them in magical frost. Apart from their utter withdrawal from the world, they appear to merely be asleep. Mhairi even shifts in her sleep and...

Ying laughs. "Well, if you land-folk are scared, we could move in closer to shore," he says. "Although there's every chance we'll be dashed to pieces in the shoals. But it..." He is cut short by a sudden gust of wind that shakes the ship and howls through the rigging. "But it could be a chance...

Over the time that it takes the crew of the Shadow Lark to make her ready to sail, one of the Bloodhawk men is replaced by another, but they continue their not-so-subtle watch on the vessel. Finally, as it begins to glide out of harbour, they race off in a panic. The Lark slowly passes the...

"No indeed," says Menexes. "That's a worrying thought that we might have spies in our midst. I had mostly trusted to the honour of dwarves - how like a human to think of such things! But I was thinking of offering a deal with Schattenstein. We could make him think that his smoke snakes did more...

Neither Ignatius nor Mhairi respond to this - normal methods of awakening someone do not seem to be enough against this deep magical sleep.

Edmond and Manachan leave the room with the chests to check on their missing comrades, to find them slumped asleep, but unharmed, around the corner. Suddenly a bell rings and the room lurches again. Manachan just manages to roll forwards into the room to avoid being sliced in two by moving walls...

"Well," says Shem breezily. "If you persuade someon to kill you tomorrow rather than today, that gives you a whole new day to work with. I'd call that a success. Perhaps not all we wanted, but the Bloodhawks are going to let us through, right?" Ying frowns. "We don't need to make things easy...