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The Chronicle of Burne, and Some Others of Lesser Importance *Updated May 17th, 2009*
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<blockquote data-quote="Rolzup" data-source="post: 3459448" data-attributes="member: 10105"><p><strong>The Shopping Expedition</strong></p><p></p><p>Having concluded our rather baffling interview with this "Lady Eve", and with no dissections in the offing (damn the luck) I announced my intention to return to my laboratory and do some important work. I'd had an idea regarding the bits of vegetative monstrosity that I had managed to salvage, and wanted to strike while the iron was -- as they say -- hot.</p><p></p><p>I’D LIKE TO STRIKE SOMEONE WITH HOT IRON. CAN YOU GUESS WHERE?</p><p></p><p>Meiji informed us that he was off to the university library, to study up on something or other that was entirely unimportant.</p><p></p><p>YES. GATE MAGIC. THE ARCANE FOUNDATION THAT CITY IS BUILT ON. WHICH WOULDN'T HELP AT ALL WITH THE BAD HUNGER, OR NADIR.</p><p></p><p>AND DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT BURNE CONSIDERS “IMPORTANT WORK”? SHOES.</p><p></p><p>After expressing his displeasure at our splitting up to pursue our own projects, for no small number of <em>hours</em>, and warning Meiji and myself to take the utmost care, lest Nadir assault us while we were alone and vulnerable, Rackhir and Kenji decided to spend the day shopping, looking for, among other items, things that would allow them to perceive the invisible Nadir.</p><p></p><p>Remember this fact, for it serves as a fine point of irony.</p><p></p><p>TELEGRAPH MUCH?<strong>[1]</strong></p><p></p><p>The two decided that the open-air market in Marimbra, home to the Shirac people, which are Nadir’s people, in case you might have forgotten, as Kenji and Rackhir most certainly did, would be their most likely source for such Things of Power, and spent several hours wandering about, Kenji with the slow-blinking ocular dagger Squint pressed to his eye the whole time, but met with little success...although much apprehension and some outright disgust.</p><p></p><p>At this point I should probably mention that Kenji and Rackhir, in their unfathomable foreign wisdom, also decided to drag Mercutio, Joachim, and that useless Lovesworn Mallus along with them on their shopping expedition. Mercutio, who was still carrying the Malgrazia rod, one of the three “keys” to the Bad Hunger which Nadir Medhi so desperately sought.</p><p></p><p>It was a bold, nay, a <em>subconscious</em> stratagem on their part; leaving both spell-casters behind and choosing instead to augment Mercutio’s protection with a newlywed baker and a gin-slinging fop. Even bringing Meiji, a mere pocket-knife compared to the claymore that is Burne, would have shown at least a modicum of good sense...but no, no.</p><p></p><p>After half a day they found a seller of crystals –what else?-- who offered them stones that could, when crushed, make the unseen seen, and indeed purchased several of these, but as they were leaving the market they were, on the whole, unsatisfied.</p><p></p><p>Which should come as no surprise to any intelligent reader, seeing as the fools chose to seek magical goods among that race of pointy-eared dabblers, barely skilled enough to fashion glittering gewgaws let alone great works of the Art, instead of seeking magic at its source, along the Avenue of the Alchemists in eternal Eris….</p><p></p><p>IN BURNE’S HANDS ALITERATION IS A DEADLY WEAPON.</p><p></p><p>…but far be it from me to tell them that. If I made it my practice to correct my comrades every time they suffered one of their entirely too-frequent lapses in judgment…</p><p></p><p>I WOULD SOON BE FREE!</p><p></p><p>…well, no matter. We’re quick approaching the best part of the tale, and so…</p><p></p><p>They were approaching the Gate, no doubt congratulating each other on their failure to get themselves killed, when Kenji sights, in a manner of speaking, the tell-tale shimmer of a invisible man in the crowd. Quickly recognizing that this is not an entirely unusual occurrence in a city of mind-witches, he relaxed.</p><p></p><p>Which is when he felt the touch of magic upon him. He fought it off, somehow, perhaps drawing strength from his inner reservoir of inscrutability, only to immediately suffer the effects of another spell. This left him paralyzed, frozen in mid-step.</p><p></p><p>And naturally, the very next moment Squint was plucked from his nerveless fingers by an unseen assailant. They...they....</p><p></p><p>My pardon. It is difficult, remembering this, not to laugh until I become physically ill.</p><p></p><p>AND YET, NEVER TO KENJI OR RACKHIR'S FACES. CURIOUS, THAT.</p><p></p><p>Well. Rackhir sprang into action searching for Nadir. Kenji continued to imitate a statue afflicted with transvestism. And Nadir, sensible fellow that he is, conjured a phantom sandstorm to cover his tracks -- and blind his foes -- while he made his escape, unaware that the quarry he sought was blinded, albeit badly-disguised just a few feet away.</p><p></p><p>While Kenji no doubt struggled to form pallid foreign obscenities, Nadir fled through the nearby Gate to Narayan. Rackhir followed, guessing his foe's objective, and staggered through just in time to see people being flung aside by something moving through the crowd. Now, I would not have hesitated to open fire upon a crowd of innocents in hopes of catching Nadir with my attacks. That's the sort of bold thinking that makes me such a masterful tactician.</p><p></p><p>Rackhir, sadly, lacks the courage of his convictions. So Nadir escaped, to steal again, and his next act of larceny would involve a far more beautiful and dangerous prize…</p><p></p><p>Notes:</p><p></p><p><strong>[1]</strong> A long-distance communication device consisting of a pair of overlapping Gate-connected writing slates, popular with the young nobility because of their ability to send relatively silent ‘text messages’.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rolzup, post: 3459448, member: 10105"] [b]The Shopping Expedition[/b] Having concluded our rather baffling interview with this "Lady Eve", and with no dissections in the offing (damn the luck) I announced my intention to return to my laboratory and do some important work. I'd had an idea regarding the bits of vegetative monstrosity that I had managed to salvage, and wanted to strike while the iron was -- as they say -- hot. I’D LIKE TO STRIKE SOMEONE WITH HOT IRON. CAN YOU GUESS WHERE? Meiji informed us that he was off to the university library, to study up on something or other that was entirely unimportant. YES. GATE MAGIC. THE ARCANE FOUNDATION THAT CITY IS BUILT ON. WHICH WOULDN'T HELP AT ALL WITH THE BAD HUNGER, OR NADIR. AND DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT BURNE CONSIDERS “IMPORTANT WORK”? SHOES. After expressing his displeasure at our splitting up to pursue our own projects, for no small number of [i]hours[/i], and warning Meiji and myself to take the utmost care, lest Nadir assault us while we were alone and vulnerable, Rackhir and Kenji decided to spend the day shopping, looking for, among other items, things that would allow them to perceive the invisible Nadir. Remember this fact, for it serves as a fine point of irony. TELEGRAPH MUCH?[b][1][/b] The two decided that the open-air market in Marimbra, home to the Shirac people, which are Nadir’s people, in case you might have forgotten, as Kenji and Rackhir most certainly did, would be their most likely source for such Things of Power, and spent several hours wandering about, Kenji with the slow-blinking ocular dagger Squint pressed to his eye the whole time, but met with little success...although much apprehension and some outright disgust. At this point I should probably mention that Kenji and Rackhir, in their unfathomable foreign wisdom, also decided to drag Mercutio, Joachim, and that useless Lovesworn Mallus along with them on their shopping expedition. Mercutio, who was still carrying the Malgrazia rod, one of the three “keys” to the Bad Hunger which Nadir Medhi so desperately sought. It was a bold, nay, a [i]subconscious[/i] stratagem on their part; leaving both spell-casters behind and choosing instead to augment Mercutio’s protection with a newlywed baker and a gin-slinging fop. Even bringing Meiji, a mere pocket-knife compared to the claymore that is Burne, would have shown at least a modicum of good sense...but no, no. After half a day they found a seller of crystals –what else?-- who offered them stones that could, when crushed, make the unseen seen, and indeed purchased several of these, but as they were leaving the market they were, on the whole, unsatisfied. Which should come as no surprise to any intelligent reader, seeing as the fools chose to seek magical goods among that race of pointy-eared dabblers, barely skilled enough to fashion glittering gewgaws let alone great works of the Art, instead of seeking magic at its source, along the Avenue of the Alchemists in eternal Eris…. IN BURNE’S HANDS ALITERATION IS A DEADLY WEAPON. …but far be it from me to tell them that. If I made it my practice to correct my comrades every time they suffered one of their entirely too-frequent lapses in judgment… I WOULD SOON BE FREE! …well, no matter. We’re quick approaching the best part of the tale, and so… They were approaching the Gate, no doubt congratulating each other on their failure to get themselves killed, when Kenji sights, in a manner of speaking, the tell-tale shimmer of a invisible man in the crowd. Quickly recognizing that this is not an entirely unusual occurrence in a city of mind-witches, he relaxed. Which is when he felt the touch of magic upon him. He fought it off, somehow, perhaps drawing strength from his inner reservoir of inscrutability, only to immediately suffer the effects of another spell. This left him paralyzed, frozen in mid-step. And naturally, the very next moment Squint was plucked from his nerveless fingers by an unseen assailant. They...they.... My pardon. It is difficult, remembering this, not to laugh until I become physically ill. AND YET, NEVER TO KENJI OR RACKHIR'S FACES. CURIOUS, THAT. Well. Rackhir sprang into action searching for Nadir. Kenji continued to imitate a statue afflicted with transvestism. And Nadir, sensible fellow that he is, conjured a phantom sandstorm to cover his tracks -- and blind his foes -- while he made his escape, unaware that the quarry he sought was blinded, albeit badly-disguised just a few feet away. While Kenji no doubt struggled to form pallid foreign obscenities, Nadir fled through the nearby Gate to Narayan. Rackhir followed, guessing his foe's objective, and staggered through just in time to see people being flung aside by something moving through the crowd. Now, I would not have hesitated to open fire upon a crowd of innocents in hopes of catching Nadir with my attacks. That's the sort of bold thinking that makes me such a masterful tactician. Rackhir, sadly, lacks the courage of his convictions. So Nadir escaped, to steal again, and his next act of larceny would involve a far more beautiful and dangerous prize… Notes: [b][1][/b] A long-distance communication device consisting of a pair of overlapping Gate-connected writing slates, popular with the young nobility because of their ability to send relatively silent ‘text messages’. [/QUOTE]
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