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<blockquote data-quote="JharyOConnah" data-source="post: 7885390" data-attributes="member: 7016431">&quot;Dreaming Knight, take the sword! Please! Can't you see I'm dying... You could still succeed...where I have failed... Oh, sweet Ursala...I'll be waiting, baby...&quot;The old, wrinkled fellow pushed the hilt of the glowing weapon at Ralph.It clattered to the muddy floor of the barn as the old timer expired, also slumping to the ground himself.The creature in the window got closer, stopping only a moment in the window frame before careening toward Crenshaw.Ralph let loose with crossbow.(Gimme an attack roll, then initiative!)* * *The slender yet somehow swarthy elf cousin laughed again as Selythin flew in and grabbed the black sword.They were both standing on the boat now. The demon-tainted prince held the dark blade as cousin Zenythin continued to chuckle.&quot;Wouldn't work for me, anyhow...&quot;He sat on the prow of the tiny rowboat, shrugged and put his chin on his fist.&quot;You don't recognize it? Not a major artifact of the clan, but a note-worthy piece. I managed to acquire it in uncle's office before everything went to hell...&quot;His mannerisms were casual.(He seems to be telling the truth.)He kept laughing. It was off putting.Selythin could feel a strange vibration emanating from the blade.Zenythin just lounged at the front of the small craft.* * *Jim was too sad to act.Eovin, on the other hand, flew closer to the eerie chaos creature and sprayed it with poison again.This time the creature was caught in the midst of the noxious gas.The beast dissolved before Eovin's eyes as Jim continued to sob over his father's body.The little ball of light slowly faded, but the pixie and Jim could hear other voices emanating from the surrounding foilage: &quot;Yay!&quot; &quot;Thank yew!&quot; &quot;Storm is scary!&quot; &quot;She got the bad thing!&quot; &quot;Now whatta we do?&quot;Eovin and the caravan leader's son saw half-a-dozen little humanoids step out of the bush.Some were tiny, winged things. Others, weirdos with aspects of trees and flowers.They all seemed scared.* * *</blockquote>

[QUOTE="JharyOConnah, post: 7885390, member: 7016431"] [B]"Dreaming Knight, take the sword! Please! Can't you see I'm dying... You could still succeed...where I have failed... Oh, sweet Ursala...I'll be waiting, baby..."[/B] The old, wrinkled fellow pushed the hilt of the glowing weapon at Ralph. It clattered to the muddy floor of the barn as the old timer expired, also slumping to the ground himself. The creature in the window got closer, stopping only a moment in the window frame before careening toward Crenshaw. Ralph let loose with crossbow. (Gimme an attack roll, then initiative!) * * * The slender yet somehow swarthy elf cousin laughed again as Selythin flew in and grabbed the black sword. They were both standing on the boat now. The demon-tainted prince held the dark blade as cousin Zenythin continued to chuckle. [B]"Wouldn't work for me, anyhow..."[/B] He sat on the prow of the tiny rowboat, shrugged and put his chin on his fist. [B]"You don't recognize it? Not a major artifact of the clan, but a note-worthy piece. I managed to acquire it in uncle's office before everything went to hell..."[/B] His mannerisms were casual. (He seems to be telling the truth.) He kept laughing. It was off putting. Selythin could feel a strange vibration emanating from the blade. Zenythin just lounged at the front of the small craft. * * * Jim was too sad to act. Eovin, on the other hand, flew closer to the eerie chaos creature and sprayed it with poison again. This time the creature was caught in the midst of the noxious gas. The beast dissolved before Eovin's eyes as Jim continued to sob over his father's body. The little ball of light slowly faded, but the pixie and Jim could hear other voices emanating from the surrounding foilage: [B]"Yay!" "Thank yew!" "Storm is scary!" "She got the bad thing!" "Now whatta we do?"[/B] Eovin and the caravan leader's son saw half-a-dozen little humanoids step out of the bush. Some were tiny, winged things. Others, weirdos with aspects of trees and flowers. They all seemed scared. * * * [/QUOTE]

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