The Psionicle, Part IV

[Jarval]

Jansson hands Syld his dorje back once he has used it, and turns to Keth.

"My name is Jansson, and I take no offence at being called 'Little One'. After all, it is discripitive "

Jansson shakes Keth's hand.

"I would suggest we follow Jirlai as quick as we can. He already has something of a start on us."

[OOC Gnome, I'm using the dorje of lesser body adjustment on myself.

 

[Zhure]

"I also need to heal more before we run down Keth's employer."

OOC: Use LBA (1 PP each) until closer to fully healed

 

[Hand of Vecna]

Nathan sakes the sleping Orc, trying to wake him.

"C'mon, wakie-wakie..."

 

[dkoz]

"We must not wait too long. We don't know what he can do if he gets to the crystal first."

 

[Hand of Vecna]

Nathan shakes the sleeping Orc harder

"WAKE UP!"

 

[GnomeWorks]

Nathan - as you shake the orc, he suddenly comes alive. He shakes you off, stands up, and reaches over his back for his greataxe.

"Thokk - hold!" Keth roars.

Thokk looks at him inquisitively. "Why are you not fighting them?"

Keth replies. "We have been spared. You were magically put to sleep, and I was nearly slain. I have bargained for our lives. They shall let us live, but we must help them. They wish to destroy Jirlai, and I think that they are also looking for the crystal that Jirlai spoke of."

Thokk shakes his head vigorously. "Is there money involved in this? I will fight only for pay. At the moment, I am on Jirlai's payroll."

"Yes, you are on Jirlai's pay," Keth says quietly. "But at the mercy of the foe's blade. If you choose to fight, Thokk, you do so alone. I do not fight against old friends."

Thokk hisses, and seems to instantly know of whom Keth speaks. "Shardorn." He then turns, and looks at her with a look of loathing. "Traitor."

Keth's hand goes for his axe. "Thokk. You will not start a fight here - not now. Our fight is with Jirlai, now. You shall follow. Should you disobey them-" He points at the group in general, "-then they will have no qualms with cutting you down."

Thokk's face cringes slightly, and his eyes narrow even further. "Very well then, Keth. I shall follow, as I always have. I shall fight the fights that the employer chooses." He spits on the floor. "But the moment that I fulfill my duties here, then I shall leave. I will help to destroy Jirlai, then go."

Keth nods. "Shardorn, Jansson - I hope that these are acceptable terms to you? I am afraid that it is the best we will get."

Shardorn bows her head. "It is not my place to say. However, we must hurry now - I believe that Thokk's 'oath' of fealty is enough for now. We must catch Jirlai."

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OOC:

OOC: Zhure, Jarval - your uses of LBA powers/dorjes is noted.

 

[Hand of Vecna]

Nathan pouts for a fraction of a second, seeing that the Charm Person tattoo seemed to have no effect... He then extends his hand to the Orc, in an offer of friendship, and to help him up.

 

[Zhure]

"I guess I'm as ready as I'm going to be." Osius hefts his morningstar.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Nathan - the orc takes your hand, shakes it for a moment, then releases his grip.

"You shake well, for a human." Thokk laughs, an unusually high-pitched sound that resembles the sound of a sharp object being dragged across a chalkboard. Thokk stops suddenly after a moment and coughs absentmindedly.

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The two orcs look at the group expectantly. They appear to be waiting for orders.

 

[Sollir Furryfoot]

"I think we've had enough talking, lets go in pursuit of that other group else we not be able to catch up with them, times a wastin' lets go!" Sahgrim signals the others to start following the other group.