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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 7884384" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>JOHN PLAY</p><p>“11 PLAY REVISITED”</p><p>SEGMENT 142</p><p>“GOING SOUTH”</p><p></p><p>ORALUNE 15, 998</p><p></p><p>Avireal and Play have been traveling south on stolen horses for the past two weeks. In reading the stolen journals Play has discovered several things. Commander Daniel was an agent for The Emerald Claw. Bad boy. He has learned also his mother was involved in a lot of illegal magical experimentations on living men and women. He being one of them. He also learns his mother had contact with agents from Argonnessen. Play lost sleep over that tidbit. But Avireal helped him stay busy that night- and other nights.</p><p></p><p>Their relationship is growing stronger as they continue to go (flee) south. Play is even wondering if he has found the one.</p><p></p><p>They travel between The Greywall Mountains and The Skyraker Forest. The one journal suggested that after faking her death, his mother took refuge near the shore of The Grey Rakes.</p><p></p><p>ORALUNE 28, 998</p><p>On the way, they stop at a small tavern named Greywall Hall. Simple and too the point. It is also a very busy and active spot in an otherwise quiet and dreary trip.</p><p></p><p>The tavern is packed and no one is watching the two. No seems to care that Avireal is a Xen’drik elf. After a while, startling Play at the act, she reveals her cowl and exposes her black skin for all to see. Two men pause then spot Play and continue watching the activity.</p><p></p><p>“It is like Sharn…. But without the clouds.” She comments.</p><p></p><p>“Shuuuush. Don’t mention Sharn or anywhere we have been. As close as we are to Droaam, I suspect there are government people here. Possibly Lanterns even.” Responds the ex-Dark Lantern. As he holds a mug of ail to his mouth. “I wonder if it is always this busy here. I saw a sign at the door. It suggests a traveling bard is here tonight. From what I saw….. this could be interesting.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh?”</p><p></p><p>“Calls herself The Bard.”</p><p></p><p>“Herself?” replies the Drow in a teasing but knowing way.</p><p></p><p>“Yes- a woman. But she is a Tiefling.”</p><p></p><p>“Tiefling?”</p><p></p><p>“She has fiendish blood in her ancestry.”</p><p></p><p>Avireal pushes back her chair suddenly while reaching for her sword. “A fiend?!?”</p><p></p><p>Panicked- “Relax!” She is NOT a full fiend. More, I spoke to a few of the locals while you checked out the room and she has performed here before. She is very good from what I have been told.”</p><p></p><p>Their food arrives and they eat while watching the growing crowd.</p><p></p><p>Soon a cheer rises and some whistles. Watching, Play and Avireal spot the cause. A woman dressed in black and red has entered the tavern. Long curled black hair hangs from her hood. She has a small stringed instrument in her hands which she has readied to play. A warm and joyous smile on a red skinned face can be seen. “Hello and welcome boys, girls, men and women whom own the night (she pauses with the laughter and cheering until it subsides)….. Are you ready?”</p><p></p><p>Behind her, a nervous looking man in leather armor covered by a very dirty and torn poncho comes in. He is carrying his pack on his back and now her pack in his hands. As she moves to the stage area set for her, he moves to a table saved for him nearby but out of the way.</p><p></p><p>“HELLOOOOOOO……. TOWN OF FREEDOMS, BRELAND. AS YOU MAY KNOW- I AM THE BARD AND YES….. THIS IS NOT A TRICK NOR MAKE UP.” She sings with a magically amplified voice. “ I SING, I DANCE AND I EVEN DO MAGIC ALL FOR SOME COIN. I TRAVEL WITH MY FRIEND- REGGIE. WE HAVE SEEN IT ALL. AND I DO MEAN IT ALL. JUST TRY ME!” and the audience laughs, cheers and applauds.</p><p></p><p>She gives a few minutes of jokes and a dirty limerick that even makes Avireal smirk. Play is entranced by the spectacle.</p><p></p><p>Taking a sip from a foaming mug o ale, The Bard then looks out to the crowd. “I CAN SEE LOCAL FARMERS ARE HERE. EVEN A FEW FROM ARDEV. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT ARDEV.”</p><p></p><p>“What do you think about her so far?”</p><p></p><p>“She is funny. She has control over the crowd. I like her.” Answers Avireal as she has her third mug of ale. Play is surprised. He expected jealousy. </p><p></p><p>“AND THAT IS ARDEV DEALS WITH SILVER FLAME PETITIONERS THAT TRAVEL DOOR TO DOOR. SPEAKING OF WHICH- DO WE HAVE ANYONE FROM THRANE? NO? DO WE HAVE ANYONE FROM AUNDAIR?”</p><p></p><p>A young man with a young woman sitting on his lap gives a loud “Yup”. </p><p></p><p>“WHERE FROM?”</p><p></p><p>“South of Vanguard Keep.” The girl answers giggling.</p><p></p><p>“WHATEVER BRINGS YOU TO BRELAND?”</p><p></p><p>“We got married.” Answers the man whom then kisses the woman.</p><p></p><p>“MARRIED?!? THE”M” WORD. HOW MANY DAYS?”</p><p></p><p>“Last week- 18th.” The woman answers.</p><p></p><p>“IS TODAY THE FIRST NIGHT YOU’VE BEEN OUT FROM THE BED?” Laughter and the girl blushes and the young man looks embarrassed also. “THAT’S OKAY. IF MY WIFE LOOKED LIKE THAT WITH SUCH A LOW DRESS I WOULDN’T LEAVE FOR ANOTHER WEEK!” The tavern seems to explode with laughter and cheers. It doubles again as she kisses him deeply.</p><p></p><p>“ANYONE FROM FURTHER AWAY?” And she does an exaggerated search of the crowd as she covers the top of her eyes. Play suddenly regrets this. The crowd, cheering and whistling, parts so that The Bard can see Avireal, a Drow. </p><p></p><p>“OH MY! I SEE US A WINNAH! WHATIS YOUR NAME HONEY?”</p><p></p><p>Avireal looks about. She is slightly alarmed as small floating lights pop into existence at their table. Her dark skin and white hair is clearly visible. “I am known as Avireal.”</p><p></p><p>The Bard walks slowly to their table. Her walk demands attention from the men and others within the tavern.</p><p></p><p>“AND WHAT BRINGS YOU TO KHORVAIRE MY BEAUTY? THIS HANSOME MAN?” And The Bard brazenly sits on his lap.</p><p></p><p>Play gives her the best look he can without drawing attention to himself. “We seek Jazen’s mother. She has been missing or years- thought dead.”</p><p></p><p>“REALLY? AND I ASSUMED THE TWO OF YOU TRAVELLED FOR WANTON SEX.” There is laughter and Play is stymied. What to say or do? The crowd laughs at the joke. Avireal mistakes it as a question.</p><p></p><p>“We have sex yes. What is “Wanton?”” and the tavern explodes and The Bard can not regain control for several minutes. </p><p></p><p>Thankfully, The Bard moves on to another target then into song. Three hours go by and the show begins to shut down. People leave the man that traveled with The Bard has passed out and fallen from his chair.</p><p></p><p>As they are discussing how they should be going to their rooms shortly The Bard walks over. “May I?”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 7884384, member: 9255"] JOHN PLAY “11 PLAY REVISITED” SEGMENT 142 “GOING SOUTH” ORALUNE 15, 998 Avireal and Play have been traveling south on stolen horses for the past two weeks. In reading the stolen journals Play has discovered several things. Commander Daniel was an agent for The Emerald Claw. Bad boy. He has learned also his mother was involved in a lot of illegal magical experimentations on living men and women. He being one of them. He also learns his mother had contact with agents from Argonnessen. Play lost sleep over that tidbit. But Avireal helped him stay busy that night- and other nights. Their relationship is growing stronger as they continue to go (flee) south. Play is even wondering if he has found the one. They travel between The Greywall Mountains and The Skyraker Forest. The one journal suggested that after faking her death, his mother took refuge near the shore of The Grey Rakes. ORALUNE 28, 998 On the way, they stop at a small tavern named Greywall Hall. Simple and too the point. It is also a very busy and active spot in an otherwise quiet and dreary trip. The tavern is packed and no one is watching the two. No seems to care that Avireal is a Xen’drik elf. After a while, startling Play at the act, she reveals her cowl and exposes her black skin for all to see. Two men pause then spot Play and continue watching the activity. “It is like Sharn…. But without the clouds.” She comments. “Shuuuush. Don’t mention Sharn or anywhere we have been. As close as we are to Droaam, I suspect there are government people here. Possibly Lanterns even.” Responds the ex-Dark Lantern. As he holds a mug of ail to his mouth. “I wonder if it is always this busy here. I saw a sign at the door. It suggests a traveling bard is here tonight. From what I saw….. this could be interesting.” “Oh?” “Calls herself The Bard.” “Herself?” replies the Drow in a teasing but knowing way. “Yes- a woman. But she is a Tiefling.” “Tiefling?” “She has fiendish blood in her ancestry.” Avireal pushes back her chair suddenly while reaching for her sword. “A fiend?!?” Panicked- “Relax!” She is NOT a full fiend. More, I spoke to a few of the locals while you checked out the room and she has performed here before. She is very good from what I have been told.” Their food arrives and they eat while watching the growing crowd. Soon a cheer rises and some whistles. Watching, Play and Avireal spot the cause. A woman dressed in black and red has entered the tavern. Long curled black hair hangs from her hood. She has a small stringed instrument in her hands which she has readied to play. A warm and joyous smile on a red skinned face can be seen. “Hello and welcome boys, girls, men and women whom own the night (she pauses with the laughter and cheering until it subsides)….. Are you ready?” Behind her, a nervous looking man in leather armor covered by a very dirty and torn poncho comes in. He is carrying his pack on his back and now her pack in his hands. As she moves to the stage area set for her, he moves to a table saved for him nearby but out of the way. “HELLOOOOOOO……. TOWN OF FREEDOMS, BRELAND. AS YOU MAY KNOW- I AM THE BARD AND YES….. THIS IS NOT A TRICK NOR MAKE UP.” She sings with a magically amplified voice. “ I SING, I DANCE AND I EVEN DO MAGIC ALL FOR SOME COIN. I TRAVEL WITH MY FRIEND- REGGIE. WE HAVE SEEN IT ALL. AND I DO MEAN IT ALL. JUST TRY ME!” and the audience laughs, cheers and applauds. She gives a few minutes of jokes and a dirty limerick that even makes Avireal smirk. Play is entranced by the spectacle. Taking a sip from a foaming mug o ale, The Bard then looks out to the crowd. “I CAN SEE LOCAL FARMERS ARE HERE. EVEN A FEW FROM ARDEV. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT ARDEV.” “What do you think about her so far?” “She is funny. She has control over the crowd. I like her.” Answers Avireal as she has her third mug of ale. Play is surprised. He expected jealousy. “AND THAT IS ARDEV DEALS WITH SILVER FLAME PETITIONERS THAT TRAVEL DOOR TO DOOR. SPEAKING OF WHICH- DO WE HAVE ANYONE FROM THRANE? NO? DO WE HAVE ANYONE FROM AUNDAIR?” A young man with a young woman sitting on his lap gives a loud “Yup”. “WHERE FROM?” “South of Vanguard Keep.” The girl answers giggling. “WHATEVER BRINGS YOU TO BRELAND?” “We got married.” Answers the man whom then kisses the woman. “MARRIED?!? THE”M” WORD. HOW MANY DAYS?” “Last week- 18th.” The woman answers. “IS TODAY THE FIRST NIGHT YOU’VE BEEN OUT FROM THE BED?” Laughter and the girl blushes and the young man looks embarrassed also. “THAT’S OKAY. IF MY WIFE LOOKED LIKE THAT WITH SUCH A LOW DRESS I WOULDN’T LEAVE FOR ANOTHER WEEK!” The tavern seems to explode with laughter and cheers. It doubles again as she kisses him deeply. “ANYONE FROM FURTHER AWAY?” And she does an exaggerated search of the crowd as she covers the top of her eyes. Play suddenly regrets this. The crowd, cheering and whistling, parts so that The Bard can see Avireal, a Drow. “OH MY! I SEE US A WINNAH! WHATIS YOUR NAME HONEY?” Avireal looks about. She is slightly alarmed as small floating lights pop into existence at their table. Her dark skin and white hair is clearly visible. “I am known as Avireal.” The Bard walks slowly to their table. Her walk demands attention from the men and others within the tavern. “AND WHAT BRINGS YOU TO KHORVAIRE MY BEAUTY? THIS HANSOME MAN?” And The Bard brazenly sits on his lap. Play gives her the best look he can without drawing attention to himself. “We seek Jazen’s mother. She has been missing or years- thought dead.” “REALLY? AND I ASSUMED THE TWO OF YOU TRAVELLED FOR WANTON SEX.” There is laughter and Play is stymied. What to say or do? The crowd laughs at the joke. Avireal mistakes it as a question. “We have sex yes. What is “Wanton?”” and the tavern explodes and The Bard can not regain control for several minutes. Thankfully, The Bard moves on to another target then into song. Three hours go by and the show begins to shut down. People leave the man that traveled with The Bard has passed out and fallen from his chair. As they are discussing how they should be going to their rooms shortly The Bard walks over. “May I?” [/QUOTE]
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