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~ The Adventurers ~ Harad waits a few moments to make sure of Nae'talis' intentions. "Let it be shown that the defendant 'stands mute.' Should the court find you guilty of the listed offense, Nae'talis, arrangements will be made for your immediate removal from the lands governed under...

~ The Adventurers ~ Syrriel rolls her eyes at Nae'talis' silence. She might as well have been discussing the weather for as much interest the arrogant mageling had in Dowkan's well-being. Thayans have no respect for life, she thinks to herself, turning from the wizard to find Hildor entering...

Gabriel couldn't help but laugh at Vincent's bon mot.

~ Dowkan ~ "Grogor. Or Sunder. Judging by the empty mug and strong stench of alcohol, it's Sunder. One who keeps his mouth open and doesn't look after what comes out of it. No matter. As a member of the Town Counsel, Master Sunder has the right to disclose the history of Silverdown." Syrriel...

Calenthang will do whatever the others want, only showing enough reluctance to let Laurent know he's not doing it for him :D

~ Dowkan ~ Syrriel listens to Dowkan's tale with an increasing hunted look. His final question seems to break her of any worry, and she replaces her fretful countenance with one of stern admonishment. "Who told you there was anything of the sorts in Silverdown?" Her piercing blue eyes would...

Gabriel raised his hands in a warding gesture towards the doctor. "I really can't say; I wasn't in the room. All I saw was Vincent and a gentleman about my age climbing atop the scaffolding, looking at something on the ceiling, and then Vincent jumping off of the scaffolding. I can't say what...

~ The Adventurers ~ Hrolf leaves Hildor to his breakfast and joins Nae'talis at the Surreal Harpist. Harad explains that the trial will be presided over by himself in the garrison next-door. If Hildor hasn't finished his breakfast by the time the others go to the garrison, he will be collected...

~ Dowkan ~ Dowkan crosses the main road running through Silverdown to the Surreal Harpist. When he enters, he finds the familiar sun elven mayor lounging in a fine upholstered chair in the middle of the showroom reading. A new face beams at Dowkan from behind the counter in the corner. At...

~ Dowkan ~ "Aye. She'd know more on it than meself fer sure. See that ya find yer way back here when ye're done pressin' her; I've got a favor o' sorts t'ask o' ya." Sunder takes Dowkan's empty mug and refills it for him. "Ye bring tha back now, ye hear?"

~ Dowkan ~ "Did ye? There're them that swears ye helped break tha wizard ye been followin' around out o' jail last night. Can ye be sure tha ye didn'?" Sunder asks before the dwarf can protest. "There ain't a room full o' magic doors or whatever fer leagues. I heard from that fine lass Syrriel...

~ Dowkan ~ Sunder gladly meets the toast, happy to see the young dwarf doesn't hold any hard feelings towards him. As Dowkan goes on to explain what happened to him over the last few hours, Sunder's eyes grow wide in wonder. He gives the empty mug in Dowkan's hand a worried look. "Ye've been...

~ Dowkan ~ Grogor makes a show of waving Dowkan away. He snorts and waves his hands at the younger dwarf as if he said something funny. "Git on wit ye!" he barks, turning from Dowkan to take his own advice. When Dowkan enters Sunder's Smithy, Sunder literally drops what he's doing and rushes...

~ Dowkan ~ When Dowkan enters Silverdown by one of the partially constructed gates with his rescue party, he can tell immediately that the population as has thinned out considerably. Grogor informs Dowkan that Father Braggi took the better part of the Tyrran forces back to Silverymoon and that...

You still with us, Legildur? I really don't want to keep you waiting, so I'm going to fast forward Dowkan to town. The others will still be in their trial, with a "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on the door, this way Majin, Dhes, and ae1vart0n can act out the trial on their timeline without it clashing...

Conspiracy and Espionage are Hildor's crimes, if you're really wondering ;)

~ Nae'talis ~ Syrriel is out of earshot by the time Wizzop points fun at her; otherwise he would be sure to earn a verbal reprimand. Harad nods his head and goes back to reading, glad the wizard was so agreeable.

Guess that bump was worse than it looked... he thought, giving the doctor an appraising look. Neither the paramedics nor the professionals at the hospital seemed to think the boy took much damage. "You took a dive," Gabriel responded to the boy with half a smirk, "and it's probably best if...

"If she answers 'no' to the question I have in mind, orator Laurent, I will see justice served and the corruption in Twilight Hollow extinguished." This time Calenthang doesn't take his eyes off of the bard. His bronze-colored, almond-shaped eyes stare flatly, like a lion sitting atop a fresh...

"I don't remember mentioning torture..." Calenthang meets Laurent's steely gaze with one as sharp as the fighter's longsword. "You have a very imaginative mind, orator Laurent. Some might say 'perverse.'" He turns from the bard when Sielwoodan speaks up. The ranger tends to keep to himself, but...