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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Darimaus" data-source="post: 3488578" data-attributes="member: 50345">The Lady pauses for a second at Ichiru's question, pondering how to best describe her skills to the world. Apparantly deciding on a method, she looks over to her companions. "I do believe actions speak louder than words" With that, she suddenly drops a dispel magic on Ichiru [sblock=Ichiru Only] (OOC: Dropping Mindblank, Starmantle, and Greater Luminous Armor) [/sblock]Afterwards, before anyone can react, she discharges a horrid mental attack in the form of  60ft cone at her party members (OOC: Will save, DC 42. Failure means you are stunned for 11 rounds) "Satisfied?" The Hellfire Wyrm blinks at Obsidian's suggestion. "Apparantly you do not understand me, Mortal. My Master WISHES secrecy. You will not be granted council, and you will leave these lands, forcefully if it comes to that." The second Hellfire Wyrm is also conversing with Yashar, albiet far away in the desert. "And what is it you believe you could offer to us, Mr. "Mysterious Stranger"? I am not seeing such an incentive for us to forge our efforts together into one. Actually, now that I think on it, I don't even know what it is you want from us, If you are truly NOT a religious pawn in search of the disciples..." The old man nods his head in agreement. "I do agree, there is dark workings afoot. Many more than people care to imagine. I suppose it depends on who you ask. Some could believe those religious types, sending fleet after fleet of ships to this island for decades to fight to stop a phantom evil they know nothing about. Or it much more tangible evil that wreaks havok on that island's small habitat. Take those pirates for instance. Horrid lot. Law enforcement won't even chase them anymore. They're the same as the Gloomwood Stalkers in that regard. Simply lost too many good men. Now its up to folks to defend themselves... But I do go on sometimes. I suppose it wouldn't be too far out of my way to give you a lift. It may shorten my vacation significantly, but heck, theres nothin more fun than givin honest folks a hand, now is there?" The old man gives Lowyllyth a friendly elbow poke and a wink.Whin, Grift, and Meekor commence teleporting into one of the major cities in Hail, selecting a city call Gharbesht. They appear in the middle of a bustling marketplace, in bustling and alive city, the walls and buildings an odd but appealing shade of blue, and the roads paved with a silverlike substance. People notice the strange group of travellors, and they begin moving away and whispering to themselves. The party of adventurers have a feeling that they are not too welcome there.</blockquote>

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