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Message: <blockquote data-quote="(contact)" data-source="post: 480460" data-attributes="member: 41">Coldeven 20, CY 59330:  Practice Makes PerfectWhile the other Liberators were smashing Iuzian forces near Dorraka, Jespo Crim has been slowly but surely teleporting Heydricus’ new followers from the Temple of Tritherion in Chendl to the mines of Cur’ruth.  This day, as he makes his morning trip to Chendl, he is called into a meeting-room off Halrond’s personal wing.There he finds Halrond, Heydricus, Prisantha, C’mine and Dabus, standing about a mantle, drinking mulled wine and exchanging stern expressions.“If this is about my words with that Tenha, Heydricus, I will thank you to remember who voted for you to be resurrected in the Temple.”  Jespo shoots a look at Prisantha. “It wasn’t unanimous, you know.”“Jespo, do you have any family in the Marklands?” Halrond asks.“I am an only child, sir, not that it is any business of yours.  My mother passed away from grief when I enrolled in Summoners’ school, and my father is not known to me.”“Jespo, the Iuzians are threatening to hurt our families,” Prisantha says.“But we’re going to stop them,” Heydricus chimes in.“The same rascals who attacked me?” Jespo asks.“The same,” Heydricus says.“Dastardly,” Jespo states.  “Have I told you, Dabus, how I defended myself from the concentrated assault of four of the fiends?”Dabus regards Jespo with an even gaze, and then turns to Heydricus.  “If Crim can defeat four of them on his own, perhaps we should just equip Prisantha’s grandmother with an enchanted cudgel and be done with it.”Before Jespo can retort, Heydricus tells him to remain here at the Temple until further notice.  Heydricus, Dabus and Prisantha will teleport to Hommlet and secure the safety of Prisantha’s relatives, then the Liberators of Tenh will take the battle to the Cadaverous Ones, and Tritherion willing, settle the matter once and for all.Hommlet here we come.  But Prisantha’s teleport spell mis-fires, and the trio find themselves standing knee-deep in threshed grain, just outside of a farmhouse somewhere very far to the South, judging by the sun.“Gods above Prisantha, when will you learn this spell?” Heydricus exclaims.“It is an inexact science, I’ll have you know.  Now be quiet and show some respect.  I am not one of your fawning minions, Heydricus.”Dabus opens his mouth to protest, but is interrupted by Prisantha’s second teleport.  This time, they find themselves standing on top of a baking-table in a farmhouse kitchen.  A young dairymaid is standing in the doorway, a basket full of eggs in her arms, staring open-mouthed at the trio of adventurers.The scene is still for a moment, and then the table collapses, sending a cloud of flour into the air.  The dairymaid screams and drops her eggs, which shatter on the floor.“Damn your fumble-fingered teleports!” Heydricus screeches.“I’d like to see you try the spell!” Prisantha snaps back.  “Do you suppose it is easy?”“My armor!  I’m covered in flour!” Dabus complains.The dairy-maid faints.-----One teleport scroll later, the three heroes appear in the yard of Prisasntha’s grandparents.“. . .  if I had!” Heydricus is shouting.“As if you’d know!” Prisantha shouts back.  “That does it!  I’m not speaking to you!”“Is someone talking, Dabus?” Heydricus asks.  “I thought I heard a voice.”“Grandma!” Prisantha yells, “you’re all right!”Pris’ matronly grandmother is standing in the farmhouse’s doorway.  “Pris, honey?  Is that you?”“Gran, how would you like to come with us?” Pris asks.“What?  Where?  I couldn’t.”“It’ll be a vacation,” Heydricus says pushing past the old lady into the house, “where’s your husband?”“But I don’t want a vacation,” the old woman says.  “I can’t afford it,”“I can Gran, let’s pack your things.”Heydricus comes back to the porch.  “We’ll put you up in the Temple of Tritherion, and you can have mulled wine served to you all day by the acolytes.  It’s great, you’ll love it.  Let’s go.”“But, what about my things?” the old woman protests.“We’ll buy you new ones,” Pris says.“What about the farm?”“I’ll buy you a new one,” Heydricus says.Meanwhile, Dabus, who has been examining the back of the farmhouse, returns and stands in front of the confused old woman.  “Ma’am, have you seen any sign of the Iuzian assassins?”Grandma faints.-----Before they teleport back to Chendl, Prisantha leaves the following note on her grandparents’ kitchen table:“Anton, et al, “You probably won’t be around to read this, but just in case, we will meet your challenge and defeat you once and for all.  You always were a poor excuse for a sorcerer.  I never did like your lousy fireballs, and I intend to make you pay for threatening our loved ones.Prisantha”-----Upon their return, grandma and grandpa Pris are billeted in luxurious quarters, and assigned acolytes to see to their needs.  The Liberators gather together to discuss their next move.“It’s simple,” Heydricus says, “I will make myself visible in a public place, and when they take the bait, we kill them all.”“That’s right,” Jespo says.  “I killed him once and I can do it again.  Daern.  “Daern, indeed.”-----Next:  A reunion for the Heroes of the Temple, courtesy of Iuz!</blockquote>

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