The Secret Scion

[D20Dazza]

[sblock=Bail's Angels]"Are you all out of your mind? yells Bail angrily[/sblock]

Sitting in the lounge room patiently waiting for drinks you hear Bail's voice raised in anger shouting from behind the closed kitchen door "Are you all out of your mind? .

[sblock=Bail's Angels]"You talk of monsters and evil and infiltrating the lair of some maniac psionic mastermind and you think you can leave me behind?" Bail hisses lowering his voice "On my life this will not happen. On my life I say" he stares angrily and defiantly at his friends. [/sblock]

 

[Bront]

[sblock=Bail's Angels]Mel takes Bail's hand, "Bail, please, we're only talking about finding out some information first. I promise you if there is need for a strong, brave, and dedicated arm, you'll be the first I'll call."

Mel smiles warmly and in admiration at Bail, though those who are good at reading emotions may spot something more underneith.[/sblock]

 

[D20Dazza]

[sblock=Bail's Angels]"No Mel" Bail says removing her hand from his "I care too much for each of you and will not have this happen. I will agree to doing things quietly and without weapons but no one is going into that man's lair without me" he states matter-of-factly, crossing his arms across his broad chest "Is there anyway we can use the team? Perhaps arrange for a demonstration match in the grounds?[/sblock].

 

[Bront]

[Sblock=Bail's angels]Mel's look is odd, as if torn between conflicting emotions, and she moves to say something, but she can't quite manage it.

Finaly, she finds words. "Per... perhaps that might be good. It would be a good distraction, and might get you on the grounds as well. Though I don't know how well recieved such a demonstration may be with such intelectuals."[/sblock]

 

[stonegod]

Sitting in the lounge room patiently waiting for drinks you hear Bail's voice raised in anger shouting from behind the closed kitchen door "Are you all out of your mind?

Hearing the voice of the Sour one come so loudly and obviously for him, Tondrek flinches for a moment. Just enouch to knock over the three issues of the Sharn Inquisitive his was using as support for the butrusses of the "third floor" of his creation.

CRASH!!!

Tondrek just sits there, hunched over, with a sheepish look on his face if anybody looks.

"I'm thirsty."

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Bail's Angels]*Rayni considered the situation. It was probably not the best of ideas on Sheny's part to have mentioned this to Bail. The boy is very sweet, but his overprotectiveness could get them all killed. Not that he was too much worse at bluffing his way in a social situation than Sheny would be, but he is conspicuous...then again, Sheny is too as a Kalashtar. The Dreaming Dark would know immediately to be on their guard with a Kalashtar around, but without Sheny, Mel and Rayni might succeed at infiltration only to be brainwashed like the others. An interesting conundrum. What they most emphatically must not do is bring the whole team of shifters in on this too. The Honoured Ancestors always say Secrets fly at the speed of the loosest lips, so the more people who know about this, the less likely it can be kept secret...Oh, what a mess!*[/SBLOCK]

 

[Ferrix]

[sblock=Mel, Rayni & Bail]Shenystari is slightly taken aback by Mel's change in appearance, but only momentarily. She knew that outward appearances were just that, appearances and she didn't take them at face value, ever. Ignoring Bail's raging for a moment she lays a calm hand on Mel, "thank you for giving us your trust, it must be very hard for you."

Then she turns on Bail, her dark green eyes flaring with power, although her voice is calm, almost cold, every word demands attention, "this is not some brawl where the worst is broken teeth and bruises, what lurks in the Dark is not maniacal, it is cold, calculating and disturbingly convincing. It is il-Lashtavar, the darkness that dreams. It wants only to maintain this age of darkness, unchanging and static. Though we may strike at the physical form, the quori spirit which inhabits it will only return to Dal Quor for a time before it finds another host." The flaring of power behind her eyes lapses, and she blinks twice as if shaking off a reverie.

"The four of us will go together, but only once we have rested and planned appropriately. It is dangerous enough that going in rashly and without foresight, only dooms us. Let us attend to our guests for a time, we will talk of this later."[/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Bail's Angels]*When Sheny's eyes flare with power, Rayni once again feels a connection to the Kalashtar, as her own violet eyes have been known to do so as well. She almost prepares herself to avoid a blast of eldritch energy before she reminds herself that they don't share that much when it comes to uncontrollable power bubbling within.*

"I agree Sheny. We must be calm, prudent, and patient, like the Honoured Ancestors when they set their mind to a task. To do otherwise would be to fail against the longsighted eyes of this il-Lashtavar. I only fear because while we certainly need each other to each provide strengths that the others lack in the case of various contingencies, we must strive not to allow our individual weaknesses alert our foe to us, for I fear we do not want the Dreaming Dark as an enemy aware of our presence."[/SBLOCK]

 

[Bront]

[sblock=Bail's Angels]Mel nods. "Give me some time to get some info, I'll make it my top priority, and we can go from there. Maybe I can even find a solution that requires little direct interferance from any of us."

With that, she grabs a pitcher of lemonade, some glasses, and a tray, and heads out to the front room.[/sblock]
Mel enters the room carrying a pitcher of lemonade and some glasses on a tray. "Who's for something to drink?" she asks.

 

[Ferrix]

[sblock=Kitchen]Shenystari nods agreeably to her friends concern and intentions, it had not been a mistake to bring them in upon this, regardless of Bail's impetuousness. She rinses her hands, splashing the cold water over her face, almost as if cleansing herself. She then takes Bail by one hand and Rayni by the other and leads them into the front room.[/sblock]

Shenystari enters into the main room with Rayni on one hand and Bail on the other. Looking at Bail for a moment, she laughs making everything okay again, "why don't you drop your equipment in your room and join us for a refreshing drink, I imagine it would get far too hot in all that armor of yours, it even makes me start sweating just looking at you."

Sitting down upon a small ottoman, she smiles at Tondrek, "what were you building?" She reaches out and takes the pitcher of lemonade and a glass, filling it she hands it to the tinkerer.