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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ghostcat" data-source="post: 5881029" data-attributes="member: 30034">While small talk is not Yevas' favourite activity, he is actually quite good at it. That said it took all of his self-control to stop himself from telling an off-colour joke to the king. Instead he keeps up a stream of inconsequential chatter, while trying to find out as much about his companions as possible.One of the things that Yevas has been taught is how to make a report. So having paused a few minutes to arrange his thoughts and determine what is significant and what can be safely left out he says "OK. I'll start. The evening seemed normal up to the time I went to bed. I was careful what I drank as I wanted to on my top form in the morning. Although I must admit, I was a bit merry when I turned in. Once in bead, I went out like a light. The drink I had consumed shouldn't have effected me like that, so its possible I was drugged. If so, I didn't detect it.Things started to go wrong when I woke up. I don't know what woke me but I was still in the same bunk that I had lay down in the previous night. As for the time, I don't know but it was early. Looking round there was blood and dead bodies everywhere. Leaving the tent, I spotted a number of other people; I believe that they are all in the room. Someone, I don't recall who, spotted what looked like a silver book which was chained to the stage. I managed to stop anyone touching it while I checked for traps. Where the chains joined the stage was trapped. Looking under the stage, the area where the chains joined was what I can only describe as a black mirror of swirling darkness. At this stage I realised that I was out of my depth and went to check the tents. But apart from the dead bodies there was nothing significant. I got back to the stage just as we observed a heavily armed, mounted party approaching. At this point someone opened the book and things just got weird." At this point Yevas stop talking to take a gulp from his glass before continuing  "A piercing wail deafened me and the world began to go black. I saw a figure struggling against the darkness which appeared to be pouring out of the box and tried to make my way towards the shelter the silver light that surrounded him. At this stage things got even weirder as it seemed as if a great red dragon appeared from nowhere and breathed fire over me and the figure. It felt like I was been squeezed and roasted at the same time but somehow I managed to reach the light This seemed to offer some protection but the pressure and heat where still unbearable. At this point I was as close to death as I ever want to be and I had the impression of several golden figures and an old woman. The woman leaned on her cane stretched forth a hand and said "I seal the doors of time and space let none enter that does not have my grace" I don't know why but while all the rest is a jumble of impressions and somehow unreal, this part stands out clear and distinct. Again a jumble of hazy impressions before a bright sunlight filled song, speaking of courage and honor and above all duty; seemed to resonate with something in my very soul. More jumbled impressions then a voice, not the old lady or the singer, said "Blood of my Blood, I call you to me, Come to me and heed my call" Then I think I died but was brought back by a voice,it may or may have been the same as the last voice, "Love for Love, bonded in blood, answer my hearts call and you shall stand against all." Then I woke up in the hospital.So that's my impressions. I hope that makes more sense to you then it does to me."</blockquote>

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