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<blockquote data-quote="Jemal" data-source="post: 3562249" data-attributes="member: 9026">On the Street, the robed woman continues speaking &quot;If it is Galidor to whom you refer, then fear not, for his presence has been foretold.&nbsp; If it is the OTHER you speak of, the seventh, then know that he is not a god, but not a mortal.&nbsp; He is a creature spawned of the void.. Or perhaps the one who spawned IT.&nbsp; If your goal is to prevent him, then We will help you&quot; At this, her companions begin protesting, but she cuts them off by lowering her hood and glaring at them.&nbsp; Her silver hair is streaked with gold, and her red eyes glare out from a scaley face. (OOC: Knowledge:Arcana DC15 = Spellscale.&nbsp; Nearly Unheard of on this plane, though rather common on the outside.) &quot;I am a Daughter of the Pure, and you are my protectors, NOT my council.&quot;&nbsp; With that, she turns back to you as they calm down, though don't relax their guard.&nbsp; &quot;I know you've allready met some of the players.&nbsp; Galidor, the Disciple.. The Dark Lord&quot; she glances at Salarassa as she says the last one. &quot;But there are many worse things out there, and as the keys weaken.. which they inevitably will now that the first two have fallen... Things will happen.&nbsp; We should go somewhere more private.. and away from certain prying eyes... To talk about this.&quot;As she finishes speaking, the mage looks down the street, his eyes suddenly glowing, seeing a trio approaching you..&nbsp; A kobold, a Half-Red Dragon, and a.. uh.. crazy priest. &quot;Incoming.&nbsp; Power levels as high as these two.&quot; He informs the lady with a nod at Panarchus and Salarasa.Jool, Xis, and Ijazim are about 200 feet away on the nearly deserted streets when they spot the group, standing around talking.&nbsp; An instant later, the group is looking at them.[sblock=Ijazim]Ijazim's eyes are instantly drawn to those of the spellscale, as they lock glares.&nbsp; Though he doesn't recognize her, he recognizes the power within her as anathema to him and his Lay..[/sblock]***Back in the kitchen of the Filthy Weasel, the man calms his daughter and looks up at the ghost &quot;Let her go, And I'll tell you what you want, but you're not either of our minds again.&quot;&nbsp; WIth that, he sends his daughter to the door, keeping his eye on Miranel.&nbsp; &quot;Once she's safely gone, and I have your word you'll not harm us, I'll answer any questions you have.&nbsp; You have my word as a Knight of Honour.&quot;*Assuming Miranel agrees, he will answer any questsions you ask.*</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Jemal, post: 3562249, member: 9026"] On the Street, the robed woman continues speaking [color=silver]"If it is Galidor to whom you refer, then fear not, for his presence has been foretold. If it is the OTHER you speak of, the seventh, then know that he is not a god, but not a mortal. He is a creature spawned of the void.. Or perhaps the one who spawned IT. If your goal is to prevent him, then We will help you"[/color] At this, her companions begin protesting, but she cuts them off by lowering her hood and glaring at them. Her silver hair is streaked with gold, and her red eyes glare out from a scaley face. [color=gray](OOC: Knowledge:Arcana DC15 = Spellscale. Nearly Unheard of on this plane, though rather common on the outside.)[/color] [color=silver]"I am a Daughter of the Pure, and you are my protectors, NOT my council."[/color] With that, she turns back to you as they calm down, though don't relax their guard. [color=silver]"I know you've allready met some of the players. Galidor, the Disciple.. The Dark Lord"[/color] she glances at Salarassa as she says the last one. [color=silver]"But there are many worse things out there, and as the keys weaken.. which they inevitably will now that the first two have fallen... Things will happen. We should go somewhere more private.. and away from certain prying eyes... To talk about this."[/color] As she finishes speaking, the mage looks down the street, his eyes suddenly glowing, seeing a trio approaching you.. A kobold, a Half-Red Dragon, and a.. uh.. crazy priest. [color=Purple]"Incoming. Power levels as high as these two."[/color] He informs the lady with a nod at Panarchus and Salarasa. Jool, Xis, and Ijazim are about 200 feet away on the nearly deserted streets when they spot the group, standing around talking. An instant later, the group is looking at them. [sblock=Ijazim]Ijazim's eyes are instantly drawn to those of the spellscale, as they lock glares. Though he doesn't recognize her, he recognizes the power within her as anathema to him and his Lay..[/sblock] *** Back in the kitchen of the Filthy Weasel, the man calms his daughter and looks up at the ghost [color=purple]"Let her go, And I'll tell you what you want, but you're not either of our minds again."[/color] WIth that, he sends his daughter to the door, keeping his eye on Miranel. [color=purple]"Once she's safely gone, and I have your word you'll not harm us, I'll answer any questions you have. You have my word as a Knight of Honour."[/color] *Assuming Miranel agrees, he will answer any questsions you ask.* [/QUOTE]

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