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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Trevalon Moonleirion" data-source="post: 239379" data-attributes="member: 492">Well, here goes nothing.  I've read a few story hours here and really enjoyed them--especially DocM and P-Kitty's--so I figured I'd try and write one of my own.  It's riddled with grammar mistakes (I write them late at night, AFTER  the game sessions) so watch out for shifting tenses, run-on, sentences and just general weird crap.   Anyhow, this is the latest episode, probably the best written one too.  Post whatever you want--hatemail, praise, constructive criticism, death threats (but only if they're creative!!!) <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Here's a link to the complete story hour on my crappy little website too: <a href="http://www.geocities.com/JShadow007/Journal.html" target="_blank">http://www.geocities.com/JShadow007/Journal.html</a>The Cast:Traithelir, male human bard, played by Ed (Fayredeth)Ossondrea, female moon elf fighter, played by AlysonBladewin Goldshadow, male gnome druid, played by NathanAramil Damodred, male moon elf cleric, played by DarrenKyri Zuepsh, female gnome sorceror/cleric, played by Susan“Catch Me If You Can”Leaving the troubles of Raven’s Hollow behind them, the Silver Hands made their way home to Silverymoon.  Sticking mostly to the roads, it took several tendays to reach their home.  It's 15 Uktar in the Silver Marches, and a typical one at that; snow thinly coats just about everything.  Finding their tower much as they had left it, they gathered some of their extra items and headed for Silverymoon itself.  Finding a bottle of universal solvent was a top priority for Aramil since his tongue was glued to the top of his mouth, so they headed for an old favorite shop—Myrdivar’s Magical Emporium.  Selling two magically enhanced breastplates and the remaining sovereign glue as well as throwing in a few hundred gold purchased the tongue-tied cleric a dose of solvent to loosen his tongue.The door burst open and a young guard huffed into the store.  “Are you the Silver Hands?” he asked, his breath coming in gasps.  “Who wants to know?” answered Bladewin, tentatively. “The city guard,” he replied, “we received notice that you had passed through the city gates and are in dire need of your help.”All visibly relaxed, Traithelir answered the question, “Yes, we are the Silver Hands.”“There has been a murder…we…we are in great need of your assistance, heroes,” stammered the guard.Following the guard to the southwestern corner of town, the heroes noticed that a section of street had been roped off and was being patrolled by armored guards.  Crossing the lines with the guard, they were escorted through guards combing the scene for clues.  Standing in the middle of the search, was a tall, beautiful armored woman with symbol of Tyr emblazoned on her armor.  “It is good to see that you have returned to Silverymoon, heroes…though you have some new members I see,” she said grimly, nodding her head to Ossondrea.  “I’m afraid I can only greet you by asking you to help us once again.  There has been a horrible murder, and we are quite honestly stumped.”Saeunn, the armored woman, indicated a section of wall where a storm drain emptied into the sewers; crammed into the drain was a body, nearly completely folded in half.  Its clothing was soaked in blood, though most of the body was crammed into the storm drain.  “We’ve haven’t had such a grisly murder here in Silverymoon for…for years,” she said with a vacant stare in her eyes.Bladewin looked around a bit, and then started inspecting the scene closer.  Walking along the wall, he spotted something—more blood, in the shape of a footprint.  Looking near the bloody footprint he easily noticed a trail of faint bloody footprints in the heavily packed snow.  The trail was short, however; it ended in a large puddle of slushy water.  Pausing for a moment to disturb the murky cold water, something else caught Bladewin’s eye—a bit of color.  A ragged piece of fine dark blue cloth, to be precise.Meanwhile, Ossondrea took hold of the corpse, tugged it free from the drain, and set it on the cold ground.  The woman lying before the party was horribly mangled.  Her neck was dark blue and it was obvious that she had been strangled; cuts and bruises marred her face—she had been smashed into the floor or wall repeatedly.  The most obvious wound however was below her dress.  A deep slash ran along her side, gouged through her dress and into the side of the abdomen with near-surgical precision.  Examination by Aramil, Kyri, and Bladewin, after he had found several clues, revealed that her left kidney was removed completely with nearly no damage to the surrounding organs.  Someone with some real medical knowledge carved this woman up like a turkey.Avoiding the grisly examination, Ossondrea noticed a crumpled piece of paper and a small metal box in the storm drain.  Removing the items and opening the box, Ossondrea gasped.  Floating in red wine was a large chunk of meat—a kidney.  Taking the note from Ossondrea, Aramil opened it up and began to read it—it was written in Espruar, so he had to translate. It was signed only with a simple challenge:  “Catch me if you can, Miss Saeunn.”TO BE CONTINUED...Edit: added the cast and fixed one or two typos</blockquote>

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