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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 7615189" data-attributes="member: 9255">DARKSUN: THE ELEMENTS OF EVILSEGMENT 015“OTHER EVENTS”05/23/19SEASON: FRIEND’S VENGEANCE&nbsp; YEAR 24MONTH: THE SUNDAY: 28KA: 190&nbsp;&nbsp; The elven defiler has spent several minutes preparing a spell.&nbsp;&nbsp; Looking around her, she checks on the protection circle she is kneeling within.&nbsp;&nbsp; Then she chants slowly and slumps forward.&nbsp; Her mind lifts and drifts away in search.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her mind drifts to the streams of thought and dream.&nbsp; &nbsp; The spirit of Lilapaul swims and sees a beacon.&nbsp; She goes to it.Though she is invisible to those on the material plane, she still hides as she lands within a room with dark shadows, columns and dark curtains.&nbsp;&nbsp; A large fire crackles and seems to move in a distorted fast &amp; slow motion.&nbsp;&nbsp; There is a large stone throne made of skulls and bone.&nbsp; All resemble humanoids but many are not human.&nbsp; Nor elven or dwarven.&nbsp; Outsiders.&nbsp; The throne gives power to the one that sits apon it.She watches from the dark shadows.&nbsp; The creature sitting on the throne has long black course hair and red skin.&nbsp; Long reserve sweeping horns grow from the top of the forehead.&nbsp; Black leather straps and blackened metal armor pieces make up its armor.&nbsp; It sits with a restless depression and brooding.&nbsp; Many women of several races lay about his feet and the stairs leading up to his cloven feet.His eyes stare straight ahead…. Lifeless but suddenly they turn to the shadows and he smiles revealing sharp canine teeth.&nbsp;&nbsp; “Helllllo….. visitor.&nbsp;&nbsp; What brings you to me?”MONTH: THE ELEMENTSDAY: 01KA: 190The cart moves slowly over the wooden bridge over the silt.&nbsp; It has been a good growing season.&nbsp; The cart is loaded with Drajah Weed roots and stems.&nbsp; Psions pay good money for this drug created by it.&nbsp;&nbsp; The gentle wind picks up.&nbsp;&nbsp; Something is not right.&nbsp; The House Tsalaxa agent pauses.&nbsp; &nbsp; A buzz can be heard.&nbsp;&nbsp; It is growing louder and closer.&nbsp; Worried, the man begins to pick up the pace.Too late.MONTH: THE SUNDAY: 07KA: 190Rib Breaker is treating his own ribs with Ral’s Breath hoping to ease the pain of the deep bruises the mul gave him in Tyr.&nbsp; He is in the Shom compound in Urik.&nbsp; The tarek winces not from the pain but he can hear a raised voice in the hallway.&nbsp; “Where is that thick skulled son of a dung giant?!?”&nbsp;&nbsp; A dwarf dressed in black leather armor wearing a&nbsp; cape of red with spurs on the legs and boots snarls as he enters the room.&nbsp;&nbsp; “There you are!”&nbsp; The tarek puts his eyes to the ground and will not face the dwarf.“I had heard you lost in a fist fight.&nbsp;&nbsp; I didn’t believe the man.&nbsp;&nbsp; Now I have to apologize to the half-breed.&nbsp; You know how much I hate that!” and the dwarf slaps the cowering tarek.“Who did this to you?” He demands.&nbsp;&nbsp; “Mul.&nbsp; Very strong Mul.&nbsp;&nbsp; Tricky fighter.&nbsp;&nbsp; Fights dirty.&nbsp; Uses his feet.”“What?!?” The dwarf rages.&nbsp; “His name before I have you whipped!”“Poe or Koe…. Not clear.”Hugo Hark the second is outraged.&nbsp; &nbsp; Someone has humiliated House Shom.&nbsp;&nbsp; That someone needs to die.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 7615189, member: 9255"] DARKSUN: THE ELEMENTS OF EVIL SEGMENT 015 “OTHER EVENTS” 05/23/19 SEASON: FRIEND’S VENGEANCE YEAR 24 MONTH: THE SUN DAY: 28 KA: 190 The elven defiler has spent several minutes preparing a spell. Looking around her, she checks on the protection circle she is kneeling within. Then she chants slowly and slumps forward. Her mind lifts and drifts away in search. Her mind drifts to the streams of thought and dream. The spirit of Lilapaul swims and sees a beacon. She goes to it. Though she is invisible to those on the material plane, she still hides as she lands within a room with dark shadows, columns and dark curtains. A large fire crackles and seems to move in a distorted fast & slow motion. There is a large stone throne made of skulls and bone. All resemble humanoids but many are not human. Nor elven or dwarven. Outsiders. The throne gives power to the one that sits apon it. She watches from the dark shadows. The creature sitting on the throne has long black course hair and red skin. Long reserve sweeping horns grow from the top of the forehead. Black leather straps and blackened metal armor pieces make up its armor. It sits with a restless depression and brooding. Many women of several races lay about his feet and the stairs leading up to his cloven feet. His eyes stare straight ahead…. Lifeless but suddenly they turn to the shadows and he smiles revealing sharp canine teeth. “Helllllo….. visitor. What brings you to me?” MONTH: THE ELEMENTS DAY: 01 KA: 190 The cart moves slowly over the wooden bridge over the silt. It has been a good growing season. The cart is loaded with Drajah Weed roots and stems. Psions pay good money for this drug created by it. The gentle wind picks up. Something is not right. The House Tsalaxa agent pauses. A buzz can be heard. It is growing louder and closer. Worried, the man begins to pick up the pace. Too late. MONTH: THE SUN DAY: 07 KA: 190 Rib Breaker is treating his own ribs with Ral’s Breath hoping to ease the pain of the deep bruises the mul gave him in Tyr. He is in the Shom compound in Urik. The tarek winces not from the pain but he can hear a raised voice in the hallway. “Where is that thick skulled son of a dung giant?!?” A dwarf dressed in black leather armor wearing a cape of red with spurs on the legs and boots snarls as he enters the room. “There you are!” The tarek puts his eyes to the ground and will not face the dwarf. “I had heard you lost in a fist fight. I didn’t believe the man. Now I have to apologize to the half-breed. You know how much I hate that!” and the dwarf slaps the cowering tarek. “Who did this to you?” He demands. “Mul. Very strong Mul. Tricky fighter. Fights dirty. Uses his feet.” “What?!?” The dwarf rages. “His name before I have you whipped!” “Poe or Koe…. Not clear.” Hugo Hark the second is outraged. Someone has humiliated House Shom. That someone needs to die. [/QUOTE]

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