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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 2765071" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>EBERRON: THE CREATION SCHEMA</p><p>11 / 11 / 05</p><p>SEGMENT 155</p><p>“Gnolls In The Mountains”</p><p> </p><p>Winter was not yet gone. Snow still existed in patches along the pathway. Just a month ago, this same path was closed due to several blizzards that had crossed the Graywall Mountain area producing some 25-ft of snow within two weeks. What could bring a handful of House Cannith employees and a noble here seems impossibly unclear. But here they are.</p><p></p><p>Regganold and four other guardsmen walked warily ahead of the mistress of the house. Though they were her guards, they all knew she could protect herself well enough from the creatures they were to meet here in the middle of no where.</p><p></p><p>Gripping a wand held in her forearm carrier, Lady Elaydren ir’Vown – d’Cannith watched ahead of the group of guards. Regganold seemed to know who to go to for what she sought easily enough. The pitiful and debased guardsman seemed humored by the request in fact. Whether it was because of the item requested or for whom it was for was unclear and she honestly didn’t care. He and the others would find themselves at the wrong ends of accidents shortly. Possibly even before reaching Sharn again.</p><p></p><p>The wand glowed and vibrated lightly. It had detected what she sought. Or at least the procurers. She slid the wand back into its sheath and pulled out another wand. From her hip she held another wand. She was taking no chances at this moment. She needed to know what the Creation Schema was and in such a way Merrix was not made suspicious of her. She still needed him and the house.</p><p></p><p>The men suddenly jumped back and withdrew their swords. “Back m’lady!” yelled one guard. </p><p></p><p>“I am NOT your lady. I am your master!” and she points her wand ahead of them and utters one word. Three tall mangy looking dog-men become visible. A total of five Gnolls stand before the men. They snarl and snort at the inconvenience.</p><p></p><p>“And where is the other? I know there is another here. Your master I suspect.” She scans the brown hillside and white spots on the grass. She detected an evil greater than these gnolls. She is certain of it.</p><p></p><p>“Do you seek me?” answers a female voice.</p><p></p><p>Everyone turns and sees a tall light brown skinned woman with silver hair. The hair twinkles in the dawning light. Her heavy fur coat fails to hide her curves. The guards, especially Regganold, find themselves absorbed at the sight of the mysterious woman. Lady Elaydren loses her frown for a moment then stiffens up her back and points the opposite wand in her direction.</p><p></p><p>“You would point that crude weapon at me my dear?” says the woman in mocked surprise and fear. “It is good you stopped and did not point it directly at me. I would have become offended.”</p><p></p><p>“Your charms work well on my men …but not on myself.”</p><p></p><p>“Your pulse quickens. You feel warmth. But yes- you are of a strong will. You know what I seek and I know what you seek. Do we have a deal?”</p><p></p><p>Carefully, Elaydren places her Wand of Dispel Magic into her hip holster and withdraws a scroll case. “Show me the drug.”</p><p></p><p>The men all freeze in fear. They were not aware of drugs. What is their mistress up to?</p><p></p><p>The beautiful and exotic woman holds up a bag. “The powder is within. Burn it as incense and his will is yours. His body is yours.” An evil smile crosses her soft face.</p><p></p><p>Each throws the item of choice. Elaydren weighs it in her hand. “This is not a trick?”</p><p></p><p>“Your ring tells you I speak truthfully.”</p><p></p><p>“As does your magic.”</p><p></p><p>“Then our business is over.” Elaydren walks past the woman and her men follow her but not without bows and good-byes to the woman.</p><p></p><p>Once the Cannith representatives have safely left the woman morphs. She becomes taller and her clothes fall off revealing a very ugly Hag. “Your gift is really a curse. I would have given it to her freely if I had known whom the intended victim was.” She turns to the Gnolls and they all return to their mountain homes.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 2765071, member: 9255"] EBERRON: THE CREATION SCHEMA 11 / 11 / 05 SEGMENT 155 “Gnolls In The Mountains” Winter was not yet gone. Snow still existed in patches along the pathway. Just a month ago, this same path was closed due to several blizzards that had crossed the Graywall Mountain area producing some 25-ft of snow within two weeks. What could bring a handful of House Cannith employees and a noble here seems impossibly unclear. But here they are. Regganold and four other guardsmen walked warily ahead of the mistress of the house. Though they were her guards, they all knew she could protect herself well enough from the creatures they were to meet here in the middle of no where. Gripping a wand held in her forearm carrier, Lady Elaydren ir’Vown – d’Cannith watched ahead of the group of guards. Regganold seemed to know who to go to for what she sought easily enough. The pitiful and debased guardsman seemed humored by the request in fact. Whether it was because of the item requested or for whom it was for was unclear and she honestly didn’t care. He and the others would find themselves at the wrong ends of accidents shortly. Possibly even before reaching Sharn again. The wand glowed and vibrated lightly. It had detected what she sought. Or at least the procurers. She slid the wand back into its sheath and pulled out another wand. From her hip she held another wand. She was taking no chances at this moment. She needed to know what the Creation Schema was and in such a way Merrix was not made suspicious of her. She still needed him and the house. The men suddenly jumped back and withdrew their swords. “Back m’lady!” yelled one guard. “I am NOT your lady. I am your master!” and she points her wand ahead of them and utters one word. Three tall mangy looking dog-men become visible. A total of five Gnolls stand before the men. They snarl and snort at the inconvenience. “And where is the other? I know there is another here. Your master I suspect.” She scans the brown hillside and white spots on the grass. She detected an evil greater than these gnolls. She is certain of it. “Do you seek me?” answers a female voice. Everyone turns and sees a tall light brown skinned woman with silver hair. The hair twinkles in the dawning light. Her heavy fur coat fails to hide her curves. The guards, especially Regganold, find themselves absorbed at the sight of the mysterious woman. Lady Elaydren loses her frown for a moment then stiffens up her back and points the opposite wand in her direction. “You would point that crude weapon at me my dear?” says the woman in mocked surprise and fear. “It is good you stopped and did not point it directly at me. I would have become offended.” “Your charms work well on my men …but not on myself.” “Your pulse quickens. You feel warmth. But yes- you are of a strong will. You know what I seek and I know what you seek. Do we have a deal?” Carefully, Elaydren places her Wand of Dispel Magic into her hip holster and withdraws a scroll case. “Show me the drug.” The men all freeze in fear. They were not aware of drugs. What is their mistress up to? The beautiful and exotic woman holds up a bag. “The powder is within. Burn it as incense and his will is yours. His body is yours.” An evil smile crosses her soft face. Each throws the item of choice. Elaydren weighs it in her hand. “This is not a trick?” “Your ring tells you I speak truthfully.” “As does your magic.” “Then our business is over.” Elaydren walks past the woman and her men follow her but not without bows and good-byes to the woman. Once the Cannith representatives have safely left the woman morphs. She becomes taller and her clothes fall off revealing a very ugly Hag. “Your gift is really a curse. I would have given it to her freely if I had known whom the intended victim was.” She turns to the Gnolls and they all return to their mountain homes. [/QUOTE]
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