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[IK] Corvis U. Discreet Investigation & Retrieval Union: Last DM Post 1/8 14:45 EST
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Bobitron
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"Thank you, Marthasa. You are right, I should have been more careful. I must admit, my eagerness to help my companions overrode my sense of self-preservation." Alain gave her a smile in thanks.
"I think I can help our other friend.", he said moving towards Cormyck. "How are you doing, Cormyck? That looks to be a wicked wound." Examining his wound, Alain removes his hat, letting his blade lie on the floor nearby. He drops into a position of prayer and intones a prayer from the Enkheiridion.
"Lord of Light, He of Benevolence and Selflessness, I ask you to bring your healing light, the warmth of life, into this servant of Good, burning away all that is unhealthy and bringing pain, that we might always have cause to praise you."
With his final words, his hands grow warm on the wound, and Cormyck's flesh quickly knits together, removing any trace of the damage that existed only moments ago. Alain rises to his feet, with a sigh of contentment.
"Blessed are the warriors of Morrow, for they shall forever dwell in his Light and Grace."
Alain gives Cormyck a grin, holding out his hand to help him to his feet. "That was very brave, my friend. I hope your recklessness always has such a happy ending."
Alain then walks to his pistol, still lying on the stone floor. Carefully loading it, he places back in its holster. Turning to Edrea, he says, "Well, that could have gone worse."
"I think I can help our other friend.", he said moving towards Cormyck. "How are you doing, Cormyck? That looks to be a wicked wound." Examining his wound, Alain removes his hat, letting his blade lie on the floor nearby. He drops into a position of prayer and intones a prayer from the Enkheiridion.
"Lord of Light, He of Benevolence and Selflessness, I ask you to bring your healing light, the warmth of life, into this servant of Good, burning away all that is unhealthy and bringing pain, that we might always have cause to praise you."
With his final words, his hands grow warm on the wound, and Cormyck's flesh quickly knits together, removing any trace of the damage that existed only moments ago. Alain rises to his feet, with a sigh of contentment.
"Blessed are the warriors of Morrow, for they shall forever dwell in his Light and Grace."
Alain gives Cormyck a grin, holding out his hand to help him to his feet. "That was very brave, my friend. I hope your recklessness always has such a happy ending."
Alain then walks to his pistol, still lying on the stone floor. Carefully loading it, he places back in its holster. Turning to Edrea, he says, "Well, that could have gone worse."
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Looking at the now repaired wound on his thigh, Cormyck chuckles at Alain and offers up a wry grin. "Where the hell were you when I was young and foolish, as opposed to now when I am older and even more so?"
Glancing around the vast gaming room, his hands nonchalantly check to make certain that his weapons and equipment are in place. "Yer probably right about bein more careful, and yer definately right about getting out o here. When the bloody Khadoran's came down 'ere, it looked to me like some o the folks who run this club knew what was goin ta happen. Are the stairs we came down the only way out or is dere a back door ta dis place?"
Glancing down at the unconscious Khadoran at his feet Cormyck stoops down and begins to rifle through his belongings. "Or does anyone think we 'ave time for some questioning?"
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Cormyck will start "looting" and pocketing what he finds unless anyone says anything. If someone does say something, Cormyck will immediately stop and try to justify his actions by saying that he's searching for information and not coin.
Glancing around the vast gaming room, his hands nonchalantly check to make certain that his weapons and equipment are in place. "Yer probably right about bein more careful, and yer definately right about getting out o here. When the bloody Khadoran's came down 'ere, it looked to me like some o the folks who run this club knew what was goin ta happen. Are the stairs we came down the only way out or is dere a back door ta dis place?"
Glancing down at the unconscious Khadoran at his feet Cormyck stoops down and begins to rifle through his belongings. "Or does anyone think we 'ave time for some questioning?"
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Cormyck will start "looting" and pocketing what he finds unless anyone says anything. If someone does say something, Cormyck will immediately stop and try to justify his actions by saying that he's searching for information and not coin.
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Bobitron
Explorer
Devyn said:
"As anxious as I am to get out of here, especially if the staff of this establishment seems involved, I wouldn't mind getting some information. What do all think? Flight, or some questioning?"
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taitzu52
First Post
"Decadent tomb robbers, huh? I'll have to tell the professor that, he'll get a laugh out of it.", says Harlan, as he wipes off his blade. He bends down to join Cormyck in the "looting" and says, "Now, let's see if we can't find out who these persistent gentlemen are before we make our leave. My friends, let us adjourn to a more quiet, and spontaneously chosen location."
(OOC-I'll go ahead and Search the nearest body, and meanwhile, try to think of a better place to regroup, Knowledge, Local)
(OOC-I'll go ahead and Search the nearest body, and meanwhile, try to think of a better place to regroup, Knowledge, Local)
Karl Green
First Post
Alaios O'Aodh, human sorcerer
Alaios keeps a watch out, looking for signs of any trouble and training his pistol around the hallway. He mostly is watching back the way he ran, watching the door and stairwell...
Alaios keeps a watch out, looking for signs of any trouble and training his pistol around the hallway. He mostly is watching back the way he ran, watching the door and stairwell...
Blue_Genie
First Post
As the smoke from the gun battles clears, the other patrons of the gaming house, come out from behind the furniture they had been hiding behind. Obviously scared out of his wits, an older gentleman (the one you had earlier seen sitting on a high stool overlooking a large book) carefully peeks out from the curtain of the Bet'n'bar.
"Is it over?" he stammers.
Before you have a chance to answer him, the sound of thundering bootsteps can be heard coming down the entry stairs.
"Is it over?" he stammers.
Before you have a chance to answer him, the sound of thundering bootsteps can be heard coming down the entry stairs.
Bobitron
Explorer
"Never a moments rest." Alain lets out a sigh. "Blessed Morrow, let this be the guard. I don't know if I can take another test of arms this evening."
Alain readies his first pistol, hoping that whoever comes down the stairs is not looking for a fight.
"Ready for another round if needed, folks?", he asks, glancing around to his companions, giving them a nod of determination.
Turning towards the stairs, Alain shouts out with confidence, "If you come through that door looking for a fight, a fight will be waiting for you!"
Alain readies his first pistol, hoping that whoever comes down the stairs is not looking for a fight.
"Ready for another round if needed, folks?", he asks, glancing around to his companions, giving them a nod of determination.
Turning towards the stairs, Alain shouts out with confidence, "If you come through that door looking for a fight, a fight will be waiting for you!"