Keia
I aim to misbehave
Myrrdin’s Ha’tak
P7X - 912
More than two hours since arrival, June 3, 2003
Lorelai was pleased to note that her computer had ‘checked out’ and even after everything it had been through, it was still functioning properly.
“Lord Myrrdin is fine, and in fact is currently scanning the town below with our sensors to determine if the vermin have departed the area, for the most part,” Artorius explained with a humble smile. “The ability to prolong my life, a gift from Lord Myrrdin, was actually not contingent on Lord Myrrdin himself . . . but perhaps I should not speak of it at this point.”
Servants began filing into the room, bearing the equipment and uniform parts that were cleaned. Last to enter the room was Myrrdin himself, small smile on his face, sword at his side.
“Tauri,” Myrrdin said by way of announcement, “The town below appears mostly cleared of the insects and it would be a good time – if you wish – to return to the surface to look for your friends. I caution you not to get you hopes up, but to be prepared that you may be alone in your mission to . . . ‘find your missing people’.”
Servants scurried to get each person the appropriate equipment. In addition, there was a decent sized cloth sack for each person as well. Looking within, the team saw bread, cheeses, wrapped meats, fruit . . . enough fresh food for the next several days.
“I have already sent an escort ahead to the surface,” Myrrdin continued, “to prepare your way, and deal with any stray insects that may be draw to the flesh of the new arrivals. Do not worry . . . I will have they removed once you are safe.”
Moving to Rylee, Myrrdin handed her a small metal box, perhaps no more than eight inches on a side. “Within is a communications device, should you choose to contact me. Merely hold the sphere in your hand and concentrate on me, and I will be able to talk with you – be cautioned that it make take a few minutes for me to respond, depending on the time.”
Moving to Artorius, Myrrdin added, “Artorius, if you wish . . . and the Tauri allow . . . you may accompany them on their quest to find their missing companions. Feel free to take whatever personal equipment you feel to help on their mission.”
OOC: Fisher, Fallon, Ilianov, Nguyen. (Myrrdin is speaking English, thick though it is with Scottish accent)
P7X - 912
More than two hours since arrival, June 3, 2003
Lorelai was pleased to note that her computer had ‘checked out’ and even after everything it had been through, it was still functioning properly.
Lorelai said:Her dark eyes narrowed and one thin eyebrow climbed her forehead. "Until recently?" She echoed. "Has something happened to Lord Myrrdin?"
“Lord Myrrdin is fine, and in fact is currently scanning the town below with our sensors to determine if the vermin have departed the area, for the most part,” Artorius explained with a humble smile. “The ability to prolong my life, a gift from Lord Myrrdin, was actually not contingent on Lord Myrrdin himself . . . but perhaps I should not speak of it at this point.”
Servants began filing into the room, bearing the equipment and uniform parts that were cleaned. Last to enter the room was Myrrdin himself, small smile on his face, sword at his side.
“Tauri,” Myrrdin said by way of announcement, “The town below appears mostly cleared of the insects and it would be a good time – if you wish – to return to the surface to look for your friends. I caution you not to get you hopes up, but to be prepared that you may be alone in your mission to . . . ‘find your missing people’.”
Servants scurried to get each person the appropriate equipment. In addition, there was a decent sized cloth sack for each person as well. Looking within, the team saw bread, cheeses, wrapped meats, fruit . . . enough fresh food for the next several days.
“I have already sent an escort ahead to the surface,” Myrrdin continued, “to prepare your way, and deal with any stray insects that may be draw to the flesh of the new arrivals. Do not worry . . . I will have they removed once you are safe.”
Moving to Rylee, Myrrdin handed her a small metal box, perhaps no more than eight inches on a side. “Within is a communications device, should you choose to contact me. Merely hold the sphere in your hand and concentrate on me, and I will be able to talk with you – be cautioned that it make take a few minutes for me to respond, depending on the time.”
Moving to Artorius, Myrrdin added, “Artorius, if you wish . . . and the Tauri allow . . . you may accompany them on their quest to find their missing companions. Feel free to take whatever personal equipment you feel to help on their mission.”
OOC: Fisher, Fallon, Ilianov, Nguyen. (Myrrdin is speaking English, thick though it is with Scottish accent)