Action, Adventure, Excitement, Part 3 Chapter 34 Date: Wed, 17 Sep 1997 16:37:57 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss ... (very long) On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 19:30:22 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001568 Dane0R0A@aol.com said: In a message dated 97-09-17 06:16:29 EDT, Crow wrote: << Crow gratefully reaches out to the energy tendril, though recalling exactly *how* powerful Stardragon is... <*Please, my friend, keep this a very limited amount of energy unless I call for more. I'm a bit sore from already channelling more energy than I knew existed in the entire multiverse... another tale for another time.*> >> The Stardragon responds /Have no fear. It will supply what you draw, no more, but certainly no less. Use as much as you need. I have plenty and to spare/ =========================== Date: Wed, 17 Sep 1997 17:08:23 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 19:38:37 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001570 Dane0R0A@aol.com said: In a message dated 97-09-17 06:16:46 EDT, Crow wrote: << Spell completed, Crow slowly beings to reach into Xzerrion's mind, shielding herself against the demon, reaching for the parts of his mind that are still recognizably Xzerrion. <*Xzerrion, shield-mate, I'm here. We are all here, please, hold on, reach for me...*> >> Sensing Crow raise mental and spiritual shields The Stardragon reaches out with it's own mind and spirit to reinforce hers with its own. Shields that have held up against the full power of the Great Adversary, that timeless THING that each god of evil is just a single incarnation of. =========================== Date: Wed, 17 Sep 1997 17:08:42 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 19:49:47 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001572 Dane0R0A@aol.com said: In a message dated 97-09-17 06:34:22 EDT, you write: << (OOC: Erm, Stardragon, I think you meant Fuzzy, not John. Since it was Fuzzy who originally requested the mind pattern of Xzerrion....) >> (OOC: No actually I meant John. Remember Fuzzy can't contact Xzerion directly without risking "dire" consequences. John and yourself are the ones directly affecting his mind or so I read into the posts. It was my understanding that John was about to attempt some mental surgery, and would be the one in most need of the information. The Stardragon IS a child but it is not a mindless child. It does (on occasion) elaborate on requests and instructions, just don't count on it to do so. And DON'T be suprised if it acts on impulse (like it did when Jadis was spying on it). It relies on its ability to reach through time to undo damaging mistakes (which makes it seem kind of careless)) =========================== Date: Wed, 17 Sep 1997 18:52:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 21:41:59 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001573 Shadow said: > On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 11:06:43 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001566 > "P. Campbell" said: > > There is an unearthly scream as Xzerrion's body attempts to > struggle. However, despite the angry red glow in his eyes, what > remains of Xzerrion's mind is preventing any spellcasting attempts > by the demon maintaining control while Nemesis holds his body. John's mind(not that there's that much more of him) is there as well, reinforcing and supporting Xzerrions'. /You have appalling taste in houseguests. And you could really use some flowers and perhaps a meadow in here./ > <* Crow ... my lady ... I know what needs to be done. If the power > from that link can be channelled to me, I can force out the sigil > link. But *do not* let whatever is in my mind have access to it or > see what is being done. Give me a ground.> The voice pauses, weak > but determined. <*And if I fail, there will be nothing in me but > this creature. If that happens, please kill me. *> /I can distract whatever is in your mind at the appropriate point. It's possessing you, I'll try to possess it. Or at least keep it occupied./ John pauses, /And feel free to draw upon my energies as well./ =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 12:07:39 -0700 (PDT) Subject: AAE: Quiet plans On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 11:52:35 PDT In Message # 00001578 "Caprice Davis" said: Argent led Ak'hasta back inside the Mercenary's Guild. The battle going on within Xzerrion wasn't their kind of fight. Along the way they passed other members of the guild, most of whom ignored the pair. There were a few, however, who had a smile, or even a salute for the couple. Once back in the room Argent stripped out of her armour and weapons for the second time that day. She then stripped to the waist, and once Ak'hasta was done undressing, dragged him down onto the bed... [Some time later] Argent caressed Ak'hasta's chest lazily. "Beloved, what do you want to do now... with Drisonel gone, and her house in chaos most likely... if you really wanted to return home, we could..." One of Argent's hands went up to toy with his hair, smiling at the soft whiteness of it. "Well... we could stay here... Work will probably be getting busier soon, and it would actually be easier for the pair of us to find work, than myself alone... though you'd be the one that would have to seem in charge." Argent shrugged, cuddling closer to him. "Well, Caprice had made me an offer... I have a talisman to contact her with. She could transport us both elsewhere, we could start over on some other world... Perhaps find one that suited us better." =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 12:07:49 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 11:59:35 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001579 "K. Ohanlon" said: > On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 11:06:43 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001566 > "P. Campbell" said: > > There is an unearthly scream as Xzerrion's body attempts to > struggle. However, despite the angry red glow in his eyes, what > remains of Xzerrion's mind is preventing any spellcasting attempts > by the demon maintaining control while Nemesis holds his body. Crow flinches slightly at the scream, then settles and looks even more determined than before. > <* Crow ... my lady ... I know what needs to be done. If the power > from that link can be channelled to me, I can force out the sigil > link. But *do not* let whatever is in my mind have access to it or > see what is being done. Give me a ground.> The voice pauses, weak > but determined. <*And if I fail, there will be nothing in me but > this creature. If that happens, please kill me. *> Crow's eyes gladden at Xzerrion's first words, but by the last ones her eyes are full of pain. <*Stardragon, I'll start pulling rather heavily on that energy you offered in a moment or two.*> She then reaches deeper into Xzerrion's mind, following the connection between herself and Xzerrion. Slowly, she forces away the demon, making it appear that she is simply going to excise the demon from Xzerrion with just her own abilities. In truth, she's just isolating a core of Xzerrion, and building a grounding pathway. After a short while, she reaches to Xzerrion again. <*Xzerrion, this { } is the way you can ground yourself again.*> She pauses for a moment, waiting for Xzerrion to ground and center. <*Folks, we're gonna try something here. I'll need all of you to do your best to block that damn thing from reading Xzerrion, or even reaching him. I think my spell will help a lot, but I'm not sure how much Xzerrion's going to need in the way of protections...*> Crow pauses for a moment, and composes a prayer to Areya. *Blessed Goddess, I call upon you now as Healer and Protectress. Help us to cast out this foul thing which endangers a life and a soul.* Then Crow reaches back to Xzerrion, checking his grounding point, making sure that it's stable. Meantime she continues to force the demon back, little by little, gaining a bit of ground here, losing a smaller bit there, and gaining it back again in a deadly dance. <*Xzerrion, I'm going to do my best to be a conduit for the energies you need. I'll try and color it with my own energy, and I'll direct it to you here {}. Since that's the place we've got best isolated from that creature.*> Crow pauses and draws in a sobbing breath. <*And if we fail, love, then yes, I will kill the creature that inhabits your body.*> There is another, longer pause. And Crow reaches to the core point of Xzerrion. Before she starts to send the energy though, she first sends the drow a long and desperate kiss. One that sends her love, her hope, and all that he means to her within it. <*Good luck, my te'sorthene.*> Then she draws on the energy given her by Stardragon, slowly feeding it into Xzerrion, giving more as he requires it. =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 12:38:18 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 12:23:03 -0700 In Message # 00001580 Roland X said: >On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 11:06:43 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001566 > "P. Campbell" said: > >The liquid sizzles, and the tip of the wand momentarily smokes, but >the protections set by Crow snap into place, sealing off Xzerrion's >mind from further influence from the sigil. Mentally, Roland 'smiles.' *Got you, you demonic son-of-a-nass!* Able to turn his mental efforts from holding Xzerrion's mind together, he attack's the demon's own mind with precise, surgical efficiency. Somewhere behind that methodical force, however, Roland's emotions rage. *What's the matter, you blight on reality? Think you can take what you dish out?* Morgan, meanwhile, begins the arduous task of 'sifting' out the demon from Xzerrion's pattern. >> Spell completed, Crow slowly beings to reach into Xzerrion's mind, >> shielding herself against the demon, reaching for the parts of his >> mind that are still recognizably Xzerrion. <*Xzerrion, shield-mate, >> I'm here. We are all here, please, hold on, reach for me...*> Roland briefly goes to holding tactics, waiting for some sort of response to hit the sigil creature with everything... ><* Crow ... my lady ... I know what needs to be done. If the power >from that link can be channelled to me, I can force out the sigil >link. But *do not* let whatever is in my mind have access to it or >see what is being done. Give me a ground.> The voice pauses, weak but >determined. <*And if I fail, there will be nothing in me but this >creature. If that happens, please kill me. *> That is Roland's cue. Raw telepathic fury strikes the monstrosity, searing the creature's thoughts. Morgan, meanwhile, continues her efforts to exorcise the demon, prepared to move aside and let Xzerrion pull himself free when he's ready, but keeping the demon busy in the meantime. Though neither wants to think about it, Morgan prepares herself for the possible necessity of carrying out Xzerrion's last request should the demon win... =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 13:38:01 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 14:59:59 -0500 In Message # 00001581 Michael Jon Knight said: >On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 12:23:03 -0700 In Message # 00001580 > Roland X said: > >>On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 11:06:43 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001566 >> "P. Campbell" said: >> >>> On Wed, 17 Sep 1997 03:13:35 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001558 >>> "K. Ohanlon" said: >>> Spell completed, Crow slowly beings to reach into Xzerrion's mind, >>> shielding herself against the demon, reaching for the parts of his >>> mind that are still recognizably Xzerrion. <*Xzerrion, shield- >>> mate, I'm here. We are all here, please, hold on, reach for >>> me...*> Pyewackett, still glowing golden white, watchs this with interest. >Though neither wants to think about it, Morgan prepares herself for >the possible necessity of carrying out Xzerrion's last request should >the demon win... Pyewackett's aura increases in intensity. As it does, he floats off the ground, legs kicking slowly as if swimming. On the mental 'landscape' where these battles rage, two brilliant cat's eyes appear in the sky, as a voice echoes "This one is *mine*, you shall not have him." On the Physical Plane, Pyewackett's golden-white aura envelopes Xzerrion and all the CAoL, creating a physical reality inhospitable for the demon that also invigorates and reenergizes the rest of the party, easing their burdens so they may continue their efforts without losing their natural energy levels. =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 15:38:05 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 15:03:02 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001582 fuzzy said: > On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 14:59:59 -0500 In Message # 00001581 > Michael Jon Knight said: > > Pyewackett's aura increases in intensity. As it does, he floats off > the ground, legs kicking slowly as if swimming. On the mental > 'landscape' where these battles rage, two brilliant cat's eyes > appear in the sky, as a voice echoes "This one is *mine*, you shall > not have him." On the Physical Plane, Pyewackett's golden-white aura > envelopes Xzerrion and all the CAoL, creating a physical reality > inhospitable for the demon that also invigorates and reenergizes the > rest of the party, easing their burdens so they may continue their > efforts without losing their natural energy levels. \Lord Pyewackett, You will need to either exclude me from that (Protection From Evil/Turn Demon/Invocation of Light) Or be Very carful with it, Remember The complications my situation represents in this area. So far It has not caused a problem, but if you up the amplitude, we will start getting a Dark feedback.\ > in top form for the duration that Pyewackett can maintain it. He is > also creating an environment that would drive away those possessed > by demons...similar to the 'Holy ground' in the movie 'Warlock' > being somewhere the warlock couldn't enter. As I haven't played > AD&D, I am not sure if something like this exists for this creature, > but Pyewackett was bound and determined to give it a shot. Cats are > such know-it-alls. ;)> > Writing is the golden key to communication. As long as you can get > thoughts out of your mind, you can write. -- Me :) =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:08:14 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 16:54:49 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001583 "P. Campbell" said: On Thu, 18 Sep 1997, K. Ohanlon wrote: > She then reaches deeper into Xzerrion's mind, following the > connection between herself and Xzerrion. Slowly, she forces away the > demon, making it appear that she is simply going to excise the demon > from Xzerrion with just her own abilities. In truth, she's just > isolating a core of Xzerrion, and building a grounding pathway. > After a short while, she reaches to Xzerrion again. <*Xzerrion, this > { } is the way you can ground yourself again.*> > > She pauses for a moment, waiting for Xzerrion to ground and center. Xzerrion reaches, and feels the energy in the earth, and carefully tries to pull away from the demonic presence, replacing it with clean energy from elsewhere. As his battles earlier in the day nearly exhausted his resources, he draws cautiously on the energy stored within the earth, innately sensing the energy he drew to fight Drisonel is useless for this, but not wanting to cook his brain by pulling too much at once. > <*Folks, we're gonna try something here. I'll need all of you to do > your best to block that damn thing from reading Xzerrion, or even > reaching him. I think my spell will help a lot, but I'm not sure how > much Xzerrion's going to need in the way of protections...*> The demonic presence senses something about to happen, but is unsure what. Crow can feel it beginning to buid up its own strength. > Then Crow reaches back to Xzerrion, checking his grounding point, > making sure that it's stable. Meantime she continues to force the > demon back, little by little, gaining a bit of ground here, losing a > smaller bit there, and gaining it back again in a deadly dance. > <*Xzerrion, I'm going to do my best to be a conduit for the energies > you need. I'll try and color it with my own energy, and I'll direct > it to you here {}. Since that's the place we've got best isolated > from that creature.*> Crow feels a mental handclasp from the isolated portion of Xzerrion's mind. > Crow pauses and draws in a sobbing breath. <*And if we fail, love, > then yes, I will kill the creature that inhabits your body.*> <* Thank you for that. Know that I will not fail through lack of effort. There's too much here to return too ... *> > There is another, longer pause. And Crow reaches to the core point > of Xzerrion. Before she starts to send the energy though, she first > sends the drow a long and desperate kiss. One that sends her love, > her hope, and all that he means to her within it. <*Good luck, my > te'sorthene.*> > > Then she draws on the energy given her by Stardragon, slowly feeding > it into Xzerrion, giving more as he requires it. At first nothing seems to happen. Then Xzerrion's eyes begin to glow more brightly, with fighting spirit and energy rather than possession. The demon reaches back, drawing directly on the sigil link to the energies of the Abyss. Xzerrion pulls more of the Stardragon's energy through Crow, trying to widen the portion of his mind isolated by the combined efforts of the CAoL. The demon is slowly driven back, unable to contend with this level of power. Xzerrion's psychic aura begins to brighten to the point of being almost blinding to look at, but remains tinged with darkness around the edges. A hum is heard from the sigil, steadily increasing in pitch. After a moment, the sigil shatters. A moment later, the CAoL sees the unusual sight of the hardened, cynical drow collapsing, sobbing, into Crow's arms. A check of his mind shows that the demonic influence is gone ... as well as any link to the House Rillynt'tar sigils. =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:08:26 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Quiet plans On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:00:56 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001584 "P. Campbell" said: On Thu, 18 Sep 1997, Caprice Davis wrote: > Argent caressed Ak'hasta's chest lazily. "Beloved, what do you want > to do now... with Drisonel gone, and her house in chaos most > likely... if you really wanted to return home, we could..." Ak'hasta's answer was simple, but firm. `Home? The underdark cannot ever be that again, and has not been for the past decades. I have no wish to return for any pointless vengence. Home is where you are, love.' > One of Argent's hands went up to toy with his hair, smiling at the > soft whiteness of it. "Well... we could stay here... Work will > probably be getting busier soon, and it would actually be easier for > the pair of us to find work, than myself alone... though you'd be > the one that would have to seem in charge." Ak'hasta wordlessly shakes his head at the strangeness of human culture. Where he came from, he could not seem to be in charge if any female noble was present. > Argent shrugged, cuddling closer to him. "Well, Caprice had made me > an offer... I have a talisman to contact her with. She could > transport us both elsewhere, we could start over on some other > world... Perhaps find one that suited us better." `Your life has been here, love, and I would not ask for you to uproot yourself. As a skilled weaponsmaster, I could find a place for myself anywhere.' =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:38:26 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Meanwhile in the Hospital On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:25:28 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001585 fuzzy said: The StreacherTeam and Heather took Squee and the LensDragon to the Hospital when fighting broke out in front of the Assassins Guildhall. The Lensdragon is being treated in a heavily sheilded room to prevent Psionic irritation of the damaged channels, Treatment at this time consists of I.V. feeding to offset malnutrition via a set of molecular conveyors from the bed, and standard treatment for shock. Squee has been asked to gaurd the room, and keep an Eye on the resting Dragon, to keep him busy. =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:38:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 19:16:35 -0500 In Message # 00001587 Michael Jon Knight said: >On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 15:03:02 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001582 > fuzzy said: > >\Lord Pyewackett, > You will need to either exclude me from that (Protection From > Evil/Turn Demon/Invocation of Light) Or be Very carful with it, > Remember The complications my situation represents in this area. > So far It has not caused a problem, but if you up the amplitude, we > will start getting a Dark feedback.\ #Oh, of course.# Pyewackett gently withdraws the envelopement from around Fuzzy's area. #That should help a bit. Hmm, didn't you have a sigil of Law and Order to help counteract the Dark sigil Xzerrion gave you?# > I privided a partial definition of the effect, that I think work > above> =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 19:58:58 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 19:26:41 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001590 fuzzy said: > On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 19:16:35 -0500 In Message # 00001587 > Michael Jon Knight said: > > #Oh, of course.# Pyewackett gently withdraws the envelopement from > around Fuzzy's area. #That should help a bit. Hmm, didn't you have a > sigil of Law and Order to help counteract the Dark sigil Xzerrion > gave you?# \Yes, I found one, but they were both destroyed by the interaction during the conflict between the various aspects of my personality, their residue combine with the various aspects of my personality in a dynamic stasis, that unfortunatly, is why I have this uncontrolable reaction to biased energies.\ =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 21:08:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Quiet plans On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 23:43:14 -0400 In Message # 00001591 Caprice said: >On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 17:00:56 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001584 > "P. Campbell" said: > >Ak'hasta's answer was simple, but firm. `Home? The underdark cannot >ever be that again, and has not been for the past decades. I have no >wish to return for any pointless vengence. Home is where you are, >love.' Argent can't help but kiss him at that... >`Your life has been here, love, and I would not ask for you to uproot >yourself. As a skilled weaponsmaster, I could find a place for myself >anywhere.' Argent smiles wryly, "I wouldn't mind uprooting myself... love... if we stay here, unwed, but partners, I will be branded as a whore. If I wed you... then I am chattle. This may be where I was born... but that doesn't mean it is where is best for us. But... we can stay here, take a few jobs... you'll see soon enough what I mean..." --- Anonymous was a woman -- Virginia Wolf =========================== Date: Thu, 18 Sep 1997 23:53:08 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 01:30:30 -0500 In Message # 00001595 Michael Jon Knight said: >On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 16:54:49 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001583 > "P. Campbell" said: >After a moment, the sigil shatters. A moment later, the CAoL sees the >unusual sight of the hardened, cynical drow collapsing, sobbing, into >Crow's arms. A check of his mind shows that the demonic influence is >gone ... as well as any link to the House Rillynt'tar sigils. Pyewackett's aura vanishs, as gravity takes hold of him once again and he lands heavily on the ground. Tail almost brushing the ground, Pyewackett's slow, heavy steps add a slight sway to his body. He slowly makes a bee-line for Fuzzy then collapses, falling sideways with a slight roll to ease the impact. He speaks with his own voice, too mentally exhausted to use the lens or collar to speak. #Haven't focused that much energy since Black Plague. Saved village, thanks to Eudora and I...Good witch, Eudora...Kind heart. Good spells. Moved to a higher plane long ago. Real Loss.# #Tired...keep watch while I sleep, friend? Tell Ancient One no healing energy and no spells of healing. Need natural energy. But thought - - appreciated.# #Wake me for dinner?# Too tired to even wait for answers, Pyewackett falls into a deep sleep, purring quietly when moved. =========================== Date: Fri, 19 Sep 1997 01:23:04 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 01:12:12 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001596 fuzzy said: > On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 01:30:30 -0500 In Message # 00001595 > Michael Jon Knight said: > > #Tired...keep watch while I sleep, friend? Tell Ancient One no > healing energy and no spells of healing. Need natural energy. But > thought - - appreciated.# #I will, pass the word, and Gaurd your sleep, With the assitance of Buffy# \StarDragon, Lord Pyewacket feels the need for natural sleep, there is no need for healing energies or spells\ \#Nemisis have the Buffy Split come out here to carry Lord Pyewackett for me#\ > #Wake me for dinner?# #Of Course, Sleep Well# > Too tired to even wait for answers, Pyewackett falls into a deep > sleep, purring quietly when moved. The Buffy Split arrives, and takes Pyewackett into her arms in a securely cradled position. =========================== Date: Fri, 19 Sep 1997 12:08:27 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 11:36:30 -0700 In Message # 00001597 Roland X said: >On Thu, 18 Sep 1997 16:54:49 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001583 > "P. Campbell" said: >At first nothing seems to happen. Then Xzerrion's eyes begin to glow >more brightly, with fighting spirit and energy rather than >possession. The demon reaches back, drawing directly on the sigil >link to the energies of the Abyss. Xzerrion pulls more of the >Stardragon's energy through Crow, trying to widen the portion of his >mind isolated by the combined efforts of the CAoL. The demon is >slowly driven back, unable to contend with this level of power. >Xzerrion's psychic aura begins to brighten to the point of being >almost blinding to look at, but remains tinged with darkness around >the edges. A hum is heard from the sigil, steadily increasing in >pitch. On the astral plane, a monstrous figure slowly retreats, driven back by Xzerrion's sheer willpower. Its hideous face is twisted into a snarl, the creature unwilling to surrender its prize. It feels a tap on each shoulder. As it turns, it sees two astral figures wielding large, dangerous-looking blades. Both figures smile. "Excuse me," the male figure says, smiling. "Is this the way to the San Piazza carrot festival?" The stunned demon shakes its head. "I _knew_ we should've made that left turn at Alberquerque." The demon recovers quickly, snarling at the man. "You interfering whelp! I'm going to rip out your entrails and strangle you with them!" The female figure approached the demon, wielding an enormous claidheahmohr. "Laddie, don't ye think ye should...rephrase that?" The creature recoils, as- >After a moment, the sigil shatters. A moment later, the CAoL sees the >unusual sight of the hardened, cynical drow collapsing, sobbing, into >Crow's arms. A check of his mind shows that the demonic influence is >gone ... as well as any link to the House Rillynt'tar sigils. Roland and Morgan both sigh in relief. Quietly, through the link, they send, *It looks like everything's under control here. If there are any complications, let us know, but for now we're going to check on Dhyrclhanc.* The two immortals fade out. =========================== Date: Fri, 19 Sep 1997 12:34:03 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 12:20:09 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001598 fuzzy said: > On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 11:36:30 -0700 In Message # 00001597 > Roland X said: > > Roland and Morgan both sigh in relief. Quietly, through the link, > they send, *It looks like everything's under control here. If there > are any complications, let us know, but for now we're going to check > on Dhyrclhanc.* > The two immortals fade out. The Buffy Split reshapes into a bench, so that Crow and Xzerrion need not remain standing. \We will be along shortly, When Xzerrion has recovered a little emotional stability, I'm going to want the Hospital to do a diagnostic to see what his current state is. And I want to check on Dhyrclhanc too\ =========================== Date: Fri, 19 Sep 1997 13:09:25 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 13:05:06 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001599 fuzzy said: > On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 12:20:09 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001598 > fuzzy said: > > The Buffy Split reshapes into a bench, so that Crow and Xzerrion > need not remain standing. With a sleeping Pyewackett on a cushion at one end. =========================== Date: Fri, 19 Sep 1997 17:38:11 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 20:36:31 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001600 Dane0R0A@aol.com said: In a message dated 97-09-18 20:09:12 EDT, Xzerion wrote: << After a moment, the sigil shatters. A moment later, the CAoL sees the unusual sight of the hardened, cynical drow collapsing, sobbing, into Crow's arms. A check of his mind shows that the demonic influence is gone .... as well as any link to the House Rillynt'tar sigils. >> "Seeing" the Xzerion's sigil shatter and knowing that Xzerion often needed to draw power from it, The Stardragon offers a replacement, also a pendant that would draw directly upon The Stardragon's own energies. This would allow Xzerion to pull as much energy as he needs, without the danger of posession, and allow him to summon The Stardragon at need. The Stardragon does warn him (should he accept) NOT to pull more energy than Xzerion can handle, because this would be a wide open pipe to literally teratons of energy (The Stardragon doesn't want to see Xzerion vaporize himself by pulling more energy than his body can handle). (OOC: XZerion your call on whether you accept or not. If you don't want to that's OK, no insult or offense (and I hope I'm not offending you). Just thought I'd offer) =========================== Date: Mon, 22 Sep 1997 15:08:50 -0700 (PDT) Subject: AAE: Leavetaking On Mon, 22 Sep 1997 17:44:44 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001623 Shadow said: John looked around at the assembled group, his outline glowing slightly. "It is time for me to go, to get my charge to safety before something else happens. I'll see you all at the wedding, I hope." He turns to Roland and Morgan, "I've left a gift for you two in your bags, I hope it brings you hours of enjoyment." He smiles, and somehow refrains from laughing, "and Roland, that last minute save device is now active. Remember, you must be in mortal peril and it jumps your opponent seven miles away. For some, that will be a _very_ brief respite." He turns next to Fuzzy and hands him a letter, "If you would give this to Dhyrclhanc, and tell him that when he is in the situation described herein, he is to look me up. And if you perhaps have another device to let me know when the wedding is to be held? Thank you." He moves on, telling each person goodbye personally, then gathers the child and they fade out of sight. Outside the guildhall he calls upon Driss, "Come on, I need some help here." Assuming that he appears, John continues, "When I leave this place, I want my route to be untraceable by any means. Right up to the point I leave this dimension, no one is to know where I am or what I'm doing. That includes the child here." He then sets off through the night, intent on leaving this dimension behind him. And when Roland and Morgan finally get around to John's gift, they find an illustrated Kama Sutra, wrapped in a red ribbon with a happy face button on it. =========================== Date: Mon, 22 Sep 1997 16:38:55 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Leavetaking On Mon, 22 Sep 1997 16:44:13 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001624 Driscoll said: > On Mon, 22 Sep 1997 17:44:44 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001623 > Shadow said: > > Outside the guildhall he calls upon Driss, "Come on, I need some > help here." > Assuming that he appears, John continues, "When I leave this > place, I want my route to be untraceable by any means. Right up to > the point I leave this dimension, no one is to know where I am or > what I'm doing. That includes the child here." "A simple enough request, for the God of Thieves. and since you never did ask a price for your services, I will do it, but that negates any debt real or honorable that I may owe you." He snaps his fingers and a shimmery mist coveres John and the girl masking sight, scent, sound and aura from both physical and magical means. =========================== Date: Mon, 22 Sep 1997 19:08:51 -0700 (PDT) Subject: From: fuzzy On Mon, 22 Sep 1997 19:07:06 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001625 fuzzy said: \#Lord Fuzzy, The data gatherer plant is ready for activation.#\ \Please, activate it, Selection Criteria Any form bearing a sentient mind\ \#Confirmed, Sentient Minds regardless of form#\ \Thank You\ \#Your Welcome#\ =========================== Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 14:38:52 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 14:26:14 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001629 "P. Campbell" said: On Fri, 19 Sep 1997 Dane0R0A@aol.com wrote: > "Seeing" the Xzerrion's sigil shatter and knowing that Xzerrion > often needed to draw power from it, The Stardragon offers a > replacement, also a pendant that would draw directly upon The > Stardragon's own energies. This would allow Xzerrion to pull as much > energy as he needs, without the danger of posession, and allow him > to summon The Stardragon at need. The Stardragon does warn him > (should he accept) NOT to pull more energy than Xzerrion can handle, > because this would be a wide open pipe to literally teratons of > energy (The Stardragon doesn't want to see Xzerrion vaporize himself > by pulling more energy than his body can handle). Xzerrion recovers his self control enough to respond. <* Stardragon, I appreciate the offer, but it isn't the loss of power. I've worked without the power of the sigil for years, feeling that I wasn't strong enough to resist the temptation of drawing too much. *> Xzerrion pauses, taking a deep breath. <* Perhaps it would have been better if I never did work with it ... but I did. What I lost was the last link to ... a past which no longer can be. I destroyed the last tangible remnant of my house, and to the drow, the house is all. *> > (OOC: Xzerrion your call on whether you accept or not. If you don't > want to that's OK, no insult or offense (and I hope I'm not > offending you). Just thought I'd offer) =========================== Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 18:54:05 -0700 (PDT) Subject: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 18:39:05 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001633 fuzzy said: > On 7 Sep 97 02:04:21 PDT In Message # 00001293 > Martin Gerster said: [Snip] > (OOC: As to what exactly is wrong with Dhyrclhanc -- Roland, you'll > find his, er... my, er... Dhyrclhanc's mind and brain are intact but > psychically he is in great pain, to put it mildly. All the neural > pathways where the First-Ring had been mentaly woven into > Dhyrclhanc's psi-self are raw and, litteraly, ripped open -- while > there was nothing realy physical attaching the First-Ring to the > Lensdragon it had been imbedded into his psi-aspect/aura. In > addition, the fact that he hasn't eaten anything in about a month of > subjective time has now, also caught up with him, this even despite > his species much vaunted ability to survive extreamly long periods > of time without food or rest! "With those channels raw and damaged like that we should avoid telepathy for now, It would probably be quite painful for him" When Fuzzy arrives in the room Dhyrclhanc is in Margan and Roland are already there. Fuzzy checks the Status Board at the foot of the bed, "He is currently under sedation due to pain" > To cure his physical ailments, all is needed is a few week's rest, > and an IV nutritonal feed, the latter being an interesting prospect > because the Lensdragon's skin is 400% the density of a normal, > human, epidermis. "This part of the treatment is already being done, by the Hospital staff, albeit in their own rather unique way." > The realy difficult part of all this will be the healing of the > mental and psychic scarring, which will require the work of people > like Roland, Morgan, and Fuzzy, plus the healing of the psycological > trauma of the loss of the First-Ring and the fact that at least half > of the Sentinel-Lensdragon's previous arsenal is now gone. "Roland, I know a few things about manipulating Psi/Aura channels, And I have the ability to do so, but I know nothing specific about healing this kind of damage in a person, having never done it before. Any insight into specifics will help, If you have done it or have seen it done before. And we will want Morgan to handle the magical healing aspects while You and I reassemble the Damaged elements of his Psi/Aura" > On a related note, Morgan will note that, from a physical > standpoint, the use of the First-Ring has seemed to shove > Dhyrclhanc's normal maturation processes into dormancy and the > removal, albeit traumatic, of it has kick-started it back into > working order. While he may have thought of himself as a "young > adult" from his genetic potential his current life-stage would put > him at a point more akin to a 4- or 6-yr old human infant. When Morgan reports this, Fuzzy updates the nutritional department of the Hospital on the needs of the patient. > Similarly, he has only been using, conservativly speaking, 30% of > his psionic and magickal potential. Again, learning to use this 60% > untaped potential is going to require the help of both Roland and > Fuzzy. We will see about that when the healing is done > Also, despite being about 30% of his normal size, Dhyrclhanc's > physical abilities are only 50% their normal level and his natural > psychic and magicakal abilities are unchanged! One of the problems, > however is that unless someon can cancel the last spell he cast on > himself with the First-Ring, he's going to be stuck at this size, > perminently! =========================== Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 19:24:24 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 19:16:12 In Message # 00001634 "L.J. Wolfe" said: >On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 14:26:14 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001629 > "P. Campbell" said: > >Xzerrion recovers his self control enough to respond. <* Stardragon, >I appreciate the offer, but it isn't the loss of power. I've worked >without the power of the sigil for years, feeling that I wasn't >strong enough to resist the temptation of drawing too much. *> >Xzerrion pauses, taking a deep breath. <* Perhaps it would have been >better if I never did work with it ... but I did. What I lost was the >last link to ... a past which no longer can be. I destroyed the last >tangible remnant of my house, and to the drow, the house is all. *> Morgan sends to the weary Drow, <*Xzerrion, that wasn't the _last_ tangible remnant. _I_ still have one of the Ril'lyntar sigils. What with the new abilities I'm learning from Roland, I don't have the need for it I might one have had. If you want it, brother, it's yours.*> =========================== Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 20:23:49 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Tue, 23 Sep 97 20:17:51 -0700 In Message # 00001635 Roland X said: >On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 18:39:05 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001633 > fuzzy said: > >When Fuzzy arrives in the room Dhyrclhanc is in Margan and Roland are >already there. > Fuzzy checks the Status Board at the foot of the bed, >"He is currently under sedation due to pain" Roland and Morgan wince in sympathy. >"Roland, I know a few things about manipulating Psi/Aura channels, >And I have the ability to do so, but I know nothing specific about >healing this kind of damage in a person, having never done it before. > Any insight into specifics will help, If you have done it or have >seen it done before. *Burned-out psi is messy, especially when its the 7th chakra,* Roland sends, frowning. *But it _is_ healable. IIRC, we have to slowly and gently stimulate the telepathic channels. It will be a bit painful for Dhyrclhanc, but nothing intolerable. Rather like an itch. Then it should mostly be a matter of feeding energy to the big-um, to the Lensdragon; the Aura should take care of itself from there.* Roland is careful to make sure that the link doesn't extend to Dhyrclhanc for the moment. > And we will want Morgan to handle the magical healing aspects while >You and I reassemble the Damaged elements of his Psi/Aura" Morgan does a quick scan. <*I don't think the damage is magical. I'll feed him some energy and do what I can, but I think you two will have to handle most of this.*> >> On a related note, Morgan will note that, from a physical >> standpoint, the use of the First-Ring has seemed to shove >> Dhyrclhanc's normal maturation processes into dormancy and the >> removal, albeit traumatic, of it has kick-started it back into >> working order. While he may have thought of himself as a "young >> adult" from his genetic potential his current life-stage would put >> him at a point more akin to a 4- or 6-yr old human infant. > >When Morgan reports this, Fuzzy updates the nutritional department of >the Hospital on the needs of the patient. >> Also, despite being about 30% of his normal size, Dhyrclhanc's >> physical abilities are only 50% their normal level and his natural >> psychic and magicakal abilities are unchanged! One of the problems, >> however is that unless someon can cancel the last spell he cast on >> himself with the First-Ring, he's going to be stuck at this size, >> perminently! > >not here.> > =========================== Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 21:26:38 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Meanwhile, down in the Abyss... On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 23:12:22 -0500 In Message # 00001636 Michael Jon Knight said: >On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 19:16:12 In Message # 00001634 > "L.J. Wolfe" said: > >>On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 14:26:14 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001629 >> "P. Campbell" said: >> >>Xzerrion recovers his self control enough to respond. <* Stardragon, >>I appreciate the offer, but it isn't the loss of power. I've worked >>without the power of the sigil for years, feeling that I wasn't >>strong enough to resist the temptation of drawing too much. *> >>Xzerrion pauses, taking a deep breath. <* Perhaps it would have been >>better if I never did work with it ... but I did. What I lost was >>the last link to ... a past which no longer can be. I destroyed the >>last tangible remnant of my house, and to the drow, the house is >>all. *> Pyewackett stirs and yawns. *Last tangible remnant? You look fine to me.* >Morgan sends to the weary Drow, <*Xzerrion, that wasn't the _last_ >tangible remnant. _I_ still have one of the Ril'lyntar sigils. What >with the new abilities I'm learning from Roland, I don't have the >need for it I might one have had. If you want it, brother, it's >yours.*> *Oh, that...yeah, you could get the one you gave Morgan, but do you really want to risk going through what you just went through again? Of course, just because you have it doesn't mean you have to use it...* Pyewackett stands and stretches...*Hungry, where's Knytt?* Soft paws seem to pad their way through the link. *There he is. Ah, that place looks like a good place to hunt...* Pyewackett vanishes like a chesire cat, only his eyes remain longest, not the smile. *_Mice_...that place has _mice_.* --Pyewackett Michael Knight |"A wizard cannot do everything; a fact mjknight@idir.net |most magicians are reticent to admit, |let alone discuss with prospective The DEAD END of the Infobahn: |clients. Still, the fact remains that http://www.idir.net/~mjknight/|there are certain objects, and people, |that are, for one reason or another, |completely immune Writing is the golden key to |to any direct magical spell. It is for communication. As long as you|this group of beings that the magician can get thoughts out of your |learns the subtleties of using indirect head, you can write. --Me |spells. It also does no harm, in |dealing with these matters, to carry a |large club near your person at all Happiness is with whom your |times." heart is. --Me |--The Teachings of Ebenezum, Volume | VIII =========================== Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 21:26:59 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 21:14:55 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001637 fuzzy said: > On Tue, 23 Sep 97 20:17:51 -0700 In Message # 00001635 > Roland X said: > > *Burned-out psi is messy, especially when its the 7th chakra,* > Roland sends, frowning. *But it _is_ healable. IIRC, we have to > slowly and gently stimulate the telepathic channels. It will be a > bit painful for Dhyrclhanc, but nothing intolerable. Rather like an > itch. Then it should mostly be a matter of feeding energy to the > big-um, to the Lensdragon; the Aura should take care of itself from > there.* Roland is careful to make sure that the link doesn't extend > to Dhyrclhanc for the moment. "The reason I am not using any telepathy right now is that those wounds may make his perception hyper-sensitive" "This isn't just burn, he had allowed himself to form permanent channels to the ring, Those were Ripped out, the feedback from that burned secondary channels, this whole mess is one of the risks of becomeing dependant on any instumenality, The Lens has built-in safegaurds against this kind of problem in regards to itself." "I suspect we will need to reroute the ends of the ripped channels, as well as stimulate the recovery of the burned ones" "We might want to try to route those back to his innate magical and psionic talents" > Morgan does a quick scan. <*I don't think the damage is magical. > I'll feed him some energy and do what I can, but I think you two > will have to handle most of this.*> "The Damage isn't magical, but you may be able to head off convulsions, they have been reported in cases of simular injury, that I have heard of" >>Fuzzy may be able to do that in a higher energy enviroment, >>but not here.> > > > =========================== Date: Wed, 24 Sep 1997 00:09:51 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Wed, 24 Sep 1997 03:03:54 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001638 Dane0R0A@aol.com said: In a message dated 97-09-23 21:54:57 EDT, Fuzzy wrote: << > Martin Gerster said: > Also, despite being about 30% of his normal size, Dhyrclhanc's > physical abilities are only 50% their normal level and his natural > psychic and magicakal abilities are unchanged! One of the problems, > however is that unless someon can cancel the last spell he cast on > himself with the First-Ring, he's going to be stuck at this size, > perminently! >> The Stardragon no longer needing its battle form takes on its child-like form in Dhyrclhanc's room. /You need a spell neutralized?/ The Stardragon reaches forward its hand to touch Dhyrclhanc's hand and "feels" the spells that are currently affecting it. It (The Stardragon) then isolates the one that is compressing the size of the Lens dragon, checks to see that: A) there is enough room in the room and B) that neutralizing the spell isn't going to harm Dhyrclhanc. It then absorbs the energy of that one spell (which in keeping him small), rendering it unoperative. (OOC: Martin your call as to how fast the spell can be neutralized without harming Dhyrclhanc. This should cancel the spell effectively without undue side effects, but your call on that) The Stardragon sends /Usually the best way to remove the effects of a spell is to drain the spell of the energy that went into it./ =========================== Date: Wed, 24 Sep 1997 16:38:50 -0700 (PDT) Subject: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Wed, 24 Sep 1997 16:15:00 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001640 "P. Campbell" said: > On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 19:16:12 In Message # 00001634 > "L.J. Wolfe" said: > > Morgan sends to the weary Drow, <*Xzerrion, that wasn't the _last_ > tangible remnant. _I_ still have one of the Ril'lyntar sigils. What > with the new abilities I'm learning from Roland, I don't have the > need for it I might one have had. If you want it, brother, it's > yours.*> Xzerrion shakes his head. <* Morgan, when I produced that sigil, I keyed it to you. I could produce another sigil, but I think ... it would be wiser to let the knowledge of that spell die. By the laws of my people, Rillynt'tar died in Undraeth with Akordia. Perhaps we should form a new House, as it seems that in some ways, we already have. *> After a bit of concentration, several small amulets appear in his hands, each radiating slight magic, but having no contact with the Abyssal planes and no ability to augment magical power. <* These are the sigils of House CaoL, a bonding of common purpose, rather than blood. *> =========================== Date: Wed, 24 Sep 1997 18:38:49 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Wed, 24 Sep 97 18:32:04 -0700 In Message # 00001642 Roland X said: >On Wed, 24 Sep 1997 16:15:00 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001640 > "P. Campbell" said: > >Xzerrion shakes his head. <* Morgan, when I produced that sigil, I >keyed it to you. I could produce another sigil, but I think ... it >would be wiser to let the knowledge of that spell die. By the laws of >my people, Rillynt'tar died in Undraeth with Akordia. Perhaps we >should form a new House, as it seems that in some ways, we already >have. *> After a bit of concentration, several small amulets appear >in his hands, each radiating slight magic, but having no contact with >the Abyssal planes and no ability to augment magical power. <* These >are the sigils of House CaoL, a bonding of common purpose, rather >than blood. *> Roland smiles; his normal mistrust of magick has no hold over this. *This...this is something else. Fine piece of work, Xzerrion.* Morgan smiles as well, and sends a warm hug through the link, but says nothing. >look like?> (OOC: Fireplaces. Definitely. They're a symbol of Callahan's, and a source of light and warmth. Sounds perfect to us.) =========================== Date: Wed, 24 Sep 1997 19:08:53 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Wed, 24 Sep 1997 18:59:06 In Message # 00001644 "L.J. Wolfe" said: >On Wed, 24 Sep 1997 16:15:00 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001640 > "P. Campbell" said: > >Xzerrion shakes his head. <* Morgan, when I produced that sigil, I >keyed it to you. I could produce another sigil, but I think ... it >would be wiser to let the knowledge of that spell die. By the laws of >my people, Rillynt'tar died in Undraeth with Akordia. Perhaps we >should form a new House, as it seems that in some ways, we already >have. *> Roland suddenly looks uneasily at the chain from which the sigil hangs. *Love, that...item has been useful, but I think that it's time to be rid of it.* <*You're right. It's served its purpose, but I'd rather not be tempted again.*> Roland smiles and gestures at the new sigils. *I don't think that temptation will be a problem any more, my heart.* Morgan pulls out her sigil. Two sets of eyes lock onto the dark amulet, and the magic is undone. The remains simply disintegrate. Not even dust remains for the hospital's automated cleaning system to dispose of. =========================== Date: Thu, 25 Sep 1997 11:39:50 -0700 (PDT) Subject: AAE3: A visitor for Squee On Thu, 25 Sep 1997 13:24:31 -0400 In Message # 00001653 Caprice said: A small grey kitten creeps into the hospital, looking for Squee, something in her mouth. *bugbrain! where are you?!?* A soft jingling comes from whatever she is holding in her mouth. When she finds him, Mischief drops what is in her mouth, a silver bracelet of flattened links. It is designed to hold snug to the wrist, so as to not get caught on anything. It also looks masculine enough to not offend a young boy's ego. *issa present! mommy made it for you! so i can still find you even though she's gone 'way and we can still play!* =========================== Date: Thu, 25 Sep 1997 17:39:16 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3: A visitor for Squee On Thu, 25 Sep 1997 17:45:00 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001654 Driscoll said: > On Thu, 25 Sep 1997 13:24:31 -0400 In Message # 00001653 > Caprice said: > > A small grey kitten creeps into the hospital, looking for Squee, > something in her mouth. *bugbrain! where are you?!?* A soft jingling > comes from whatever she is holding in her mouth. > > When she finds him, Mischief drops what is in her mouth, a silver > bracelet of flattened links. It is designed to hold snug to the > wrist, so as to not get caught on anything. It also looks masculine > enough to not offend a young boy's ego. *issa present! mommy made it > for you! so i can still find you even though she's gone 'way and we > can still play!* Oh before I reply to this one, I'd better ask Xzerrion, Did you give Squee a CaoL Sigil? If so: Squee is in humanoid form turning his new sigil this way and that when Micheif arrives. He shifts into a kitten and pounces on Mischief. [Lookie what Xzerrion gave me! Just like I wasa big wizard! I got one for Unca Roscoe too]. Then after being given the bracelet, he changes into humanoid form again and tries it one, gaze quickly shifting between the two new treasures with a smile so big it threatens to jump off his face. If not: Squee's sulking in a corner looking at the Sigil in his hand for roscoe, wishing he was old enough to have one himself when Mischief arrives. He's happy to see her but has already worked himself into too good a pout to ruin it now until he sees what she's brought for him. Trying it on he sticks out his chest and lifts his tiny arm to show it off with a ha-ha-look-what-*I*-have-and-you-don't look on his face. ;-) =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:39:59 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3: A visitor for Squee On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:17:27 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001657 "P. Campbell" said: > On Thu, 25 Sep 1997 17:45:00 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001654 > Driscoll said: > Oh before I reply to this one, I'd better ask Xzerrion, Did you > give Squee a CaoL Sigil? If so: Depends : was Squee in the area when Xzerrion made the sigils? If so, he has one. To quote a book I just finished reading, `They also serve who only lurk and pry.' =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:40:19 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:36:18 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001658 "P. Campbell" said: On Wed, 24 Sep 1997, L.J. Wolfe wrote: > Morgan pulls out her sigil. Two sets of eyes lock onto the dark > amulet, and the magic is undone. The remains simply disintegrate. > Not even dust remains for the hospital's automated cleaning system > to dispose of. Xzerrion, after seeing the destruction of the last sigil, winces momentarily, then begins passing out the new sigils of House CAoL, which, after seeing the suggestions floating about, bear a black/white yin-yang type symbol with a fireplace in the center. `For Fuzzy, who's planning and foresight has saved this group on several occasions. For Roscoe, who bears a burden greater than my own, being not only the last of a house, but the leader of his people. For my lady Crow, who was willing to risk everything to bring me back. For Knight, who may have risked and lost more than any of us. For Morgan, who would never yield, no matter the threat offered. For Roland, the spirit of the group. For John ... I only wish you were still here in the flesh. For the Stardragon, who will try everything, and is willing to correct whatever goes wrong. For Nemesis, without whom we could never have succeeded here. For the Lensdragon, who forged the link which has proved necessary far too many times. For Squee, perhaps the only innocent still among us. For Argent and Ak'hasta , who's love confounded Drisonel and may serve as an example to us. And, in hopes that someday she may receive this, for Caprice, who reminds us that the end cannot always justify the means, and served as the conscience of the group.' Xzerrion stops, and tests the link one last time, seeing if anyone will listen. <*Caprice? I'm sorry about what happened, even though there was nothing I could do. Will you come back, just for a short time? *> =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 11:09:04 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Quiet plans On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:43:08 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001659 "P. Campbell" said: On Thu, 18 Sep 1997, Caprice wrote: > Argent smiles wryly, "I wouldn't mind uprooting myself... love... if > we stay here, unwed, but partners, I will be branded as a whore. If > I wed you... then I am chattle. This may be where I was born... but > that doesn't mean it is where is best for us. But... we can stay > here, take a few jobs... you'll see soon enough what I mean..." `If you wish to move on to another world, then we will. Anywhere I travel to now is new to me, other than the Underdark, and I have no wish to return there. Who I am with is far more important to me now than where I am. I have no wish to see you either branded a whore or as chattel. Seeing that here might get me into three or four duels a day, and I have no desire to be pursued by hordes of relatives seeking vengance on the drow who ran their beloved whatever through.' =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 14:39:28 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 16:06:26 -0500 In Message # 00001660 Michael Jon Knight said: Knytt went into the bedroom, grabbing the ALICE pack that was sitting on the floor, and dumped its contents on the bed. Pyewackett followed, hopping onto the bed and lying down on a white cable-knit sweater. "Get off that," Knytt said testily, yanking the sweater out from under the cat. As Knytt hung up clothes, Pyewackett contented himself by lying on the empty ALICE pack. >On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:36:18 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001658 > "P. Campbell" said: >Xzerrion, after seeing the destruction of the last sigil, winces >momentarily, then begins passing out the new sigils of House CaoL, >which, after seeing the suggestions floating about, bear a >black/white yin-yang type symbol with a fireplace in the center. > >`For Fuzzy, who's planning and foresight has saved this group on >several occasions. For Roscoe, who bears a burden greater than my >own, being not only the last of a house, but the leader of his >people. For my lady Crow, who was willing to risk everything to bring >me back. For Knight, who may have risked and lost more than any of >us. For Morgan, who would never yield, no matter the threat offered. >For Roland, the spirit of the group. For John ... I only wish you >were still here in the flesh. For the Stardragon, who will try >everything, and is willing to correct whatever goes wrong. For >Nemesis, without whom we could never have succeeded here. For the >Lensdragon, who forged the link which has proved necessary far too >many times. For Squee, perhaps the only innocent still among us. For >Argent and Ak'hasta , who's >love confounded Drisonel and may serve as an example to us. And, in >hopes that someday she may receive this, for Caprice, who reminds us >that the end cannot always justify the means, and served as the >conscience of the group.' At the call of his name, a Gateway opens. On one side is Knytt's bedroom, king-size four poster bed being the centerpiece. On the other side is Quaren and the CAoL. Knytt walks out of the closet, tossing the green wool long coat on the bed, and steps through the gate, Pyewackett close behind. Taking the sigil carefully, he stares into it for a few moments. "I'm honored," he says, a slight catch in his voice as he looks at Xzerrion, "Thank you." Knytt slips the sigil around his neck, tucking it under his shirt. Rubbing against Knytt's leg, Pyewackett leaps in the air and Knytt catches him. Knytt smiles at the cat, saying, "I think I just gained far more than I ever lost." =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 16:09:15 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 18:46:33 -0400 (EDT) In Message # 00001661 Dane0R0A@aol.com said: In a message dated 97-09-26 16:04:44 EDT, Xzerion wrote: << `For Fuzzy, who's planning and foresight has saved this group on several occasions. For Roscoe, who bears a burden greater than my own, being not only the last of a house, but the leader of his people. For my lady Crow, who was willing to risk everything to bring me back. For Knight, who may have risked and lost more than any of us. For Morgan, who would never yield, no matter the threat offered. For Roland, the spirit of the group. For John ... I only wish you were still here in the flesh. For the Stardragon, who will try everything, and is willing to correct whatever goes wrong. For Nemesis, without whom we could never have succeeded here. For the Lensdragon, who forged the link which has proved necessary far too many times. For Squee, perhaps the only innocent still among us. For Argent and Ak'hasta , who's love confounded Drisonel and may serve as an example to us. And, in hopes that someday she may receive this, for Caprice, who reminds us that the end cannot always justify the means, and served as the conscience of the group.' >> The child-like form of The Stardragon reaches out and takes the CAoL sigil. It examines it obviously concentrating on it. The Stardragon then smiles and the sigil vanishes. It sends /There I've made it a part of me. In this form I can take it with me no matter what form I assume. Thank you, I'm honored/ =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 17:39:34 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3: A visitor for Squee On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 17:42:22 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001663 Driscoll said: > On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:17:27 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001657 > "P. Campbell" said: > >> On Thu, 25 Sep 1997 17:45:00 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001654 >> Driscoll said: > >> Oh before I reply to this one, I'd better ask Xzerrion, Did you >> give Squee a CaoL Sigil? If so: > > Depends : was Squee in the area when Xzerrion made the sigils? If > so, he has one. To quote a book I just finished reading, `They also > serve who only lurk and pry.' I dunno I;m lost as to what all is happening where right now. was this done in the Hospital or in the street? if Hospital, he was probably there. =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 17:54:14 -0700 (PDT) Subject: ooc: Timing: Re: AAE3: A visitor for Squee On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 17:48:56 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001664 fuzzy said: On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 gamer@host.yab.com wrote: > I dunno I;m lost as to what all is happening where right now. was > this done in the Hospital or in the street? if Hospital, he was > probably there. Xzerrion was freed of the demonic influence and being comforted by crow Morgan and Roland went to Dhyrclhanc's bedside (at this time Morgan, Roland, Squee, A Nemisis Split, and Dhyrclhanc are in the Heavely sheilded ward) A Nemisis Split was holding Pyewackett and shapeshifted to be a bench that Crow and Xzerrion could rest on. Fuzzy rested for a short time then went to the Hospital to join in the team getting ready to work on Dhyrclhanc's injuries. During which time (IIRC) Morgan and Roland disposed of the last House Sigil. Pyewackett woke up and went mouse hunting some where around here I don't know if Xzerrion and Crow where ready to move when Fuzzy went. There was some discusion of Dhyrclhanc's condition and what to do about it. and lots of aside distractions... :) =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 18:24:10 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: ooc: Timing: Re: AAE3: A visitor for Squee On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 20:16:02 -0500 (CDT) In Message # 00001665 Michael Knight said: > On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 17:48:56 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001664 > fuzzy said: > > Pyewackett woke up and went mouse hunting some where around here Pyewackett went Mouse hunting on his and Knytt's acreage on earth. > I don't know if Xzerrion and Crow where ready to move when Fuzzy > went. > > There was some discusion of Dhyrclhanc's condition and what to do > about it. And, wherever Xzerrion and Crow end up, that is where Knytt and Pyewackett are. If Knytt is not at the hospital, he will open a gate there. =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 19:54:17 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 19:43:24 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001666 fuzzy said: > On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:36:18 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001658 > "P. Campbell" said: [snip] > Xzerrion, after seeing the destruction of the last sigil, winces > momentarily, then begins passing out the new sigils of House CaoL, > which, after seeing the suggestions floating about, bear a > black/white yin-yang type symbol with a fireplace in the center. Since Knytt has solved the adjacency problem. :) > `For Fuzzy, who's planning and foresight has saved this group on > several occasions. "If you say so, I thought I was just running from emergency to emergency" Fuzzy accepts the CAoL Sigil "Given my wish, This Family will endure beyond Space and longer than Time" "My Thanks, Lord Xzerrion" =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 20:09:09 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 19:59:53 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001667 Nemisis said: > On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:36:18 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001658 > "P. Campbell" said: [Snip] > For Nemesis, without whom we could never have succeeded here. Nemisis arrives to accept her Sigil "Thank You, Allow me to supply chain from which to hang them This chain will be." Nemisis spins metalic chains from her hands and offers it to everyone "a woven wrist band a necklace Or a decorative mounting to avoid tangles in pockets As needed" "It is several times stronger than titanium alloy, but you may part it at will. That Your Sigil may not be taken from you, it will answer only to you" =========================== Date: Fri, 26 Sep 1997 22:54:07 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 22:47:55 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001669 fuzzy said: > On Tue, 23 Sep 1997 21:14:55 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001637 > fuzzy said: > >>>When Morgan reports this, Fuzzy updates the nutritional department >>>of the Hospital on the needs of the patient. "Morgan, If you are ready, I think we can start now Roland, If you can stabilize those burns, and prevent leakage into them from the mending I am about to do..." Fuzzy reaches into the patterns of Dhyrclhanc's Psi/Aura aspect and grips the Ripped-out channels whith his mind, having already looked for a good place to connect along the bridge between the Psi and Magic centers of the mind he connects them there, There is an answering flare of energy in the patterns of Dhyrclhanc's mind as the channels seal to the new attachment point. "It looks like you managed to control that well, now, I will follow your lead in stimulating the healing of the burnt channels" =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 00:42:35 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Quaren's Finale (longish) On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 00:38:24 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001670 fuzzy said: Several hours after the Healing of Dhyrclhanc, "\#Well I've rested as much as I can stand, knowing what I have to do next#\" "\#Nemisis, Leave a Split here to search for the Chaos Gate Talisman that was still charged in my pocket, I don't know how it survived if the other one did not, but it has to have, I can not conceive of a force intense enough to have distroyed the Neutronium ring fast enough and with little enough leakage to leave the planet intact, so it must still be in its containment field#\" \#Confirmed, Split to be picked up on arrival before the destruction of Quaren, Tasks Loaded are 1) Retrieve Lord Fuzzy's surviving equipment from the Desert outside the city of Misern 2) See that the Merc Guild of Dibis gets its quarterly Pay 3) Train a Merc Guild cadre in use of the Defences of Dibis 4) Dispose of any Techno-Anomaly found outside Dibis 5) Instruct Cyber recipients that removal and regrouth of normal tissue is availible in Dibis at The Hospital End Task List#\ "\#What do you mean Pay and Train the Merc Guild of Dibis?#\" \#I have arranged for the preservation of a Free Culture in Dibis and Hired the Merc Guild to assure a Non-Corrupt application of those Laws I deemed absolutly nessecary to the maintanace of safe access to The Hospital by all who need its sevices.#\ "\#Ok, If thats is what you want, I do not see any problems#\" "\#Are you ready to go?#\" As Nemisis Flows into a Very Heavy Armor Suit Form around Fuzzy \#Yes, Lord Fuzzy, I am Ready#\ Fuzzy activates the small gold button Knytt gave him earlier Shifting to the Last moments of Quaren, Arriving as The God of Thieves is preparing to summon the personification of Chaos. \#Lord Fuzzy, My Split is waiting for us in the link room at the center of the Hospital in Dibis#\ "\#What Link Room?#\" \#When I constructed the Hospital, I included a Booster that would allow us to take it to the new world during the rescue of the people to give them something to start with in rebuilding their cities. Since the StarDragon Duplicated it I will arrange for this one to be installed far from the Duplicate to give better coverage for the new world.#\ Nemisis teleport herself and Fuzzy to the Hospital's Link Room and merges with the waiting Split \#Lord Fuzzy, The Hospital research department reports that a curative MicroBot Digester for the 'Hydra' RetroVirus Colony Organism was achieved three years ago, I am copying the pattern for use should we ever again encounter the 'Hydra', The Splits memory holds enough data from the disassembled fragments of The Controller's devices that I believe I will be able to achieve a hybrid X-Window/Gate/Planeshifter technology by correlating with my own abilities, the Device The Strange assembled, and my observations of the effects generated by The Gateway Bands The Global Life Insurance Policy is ready to enter the final stage.#\ "\#As the Chaos syphon is created in the gem by Driscoll, activate the final stage.#\" \#Confirmed, Ready to activate#\ ... Gammer, Insert descriptions where ever you feel the need as the effects of the Chaos Syphon begin to spread beyond the planet of Quaren Chaos is aware that one of his jokes worked \#Activating now#\ \#Teleporting to new Hospital Location#\ \#Construction of the Socket/Foundation has begun#\ ... The Hospital lowers into its new Socket \#We are Done here, I loaded the pay schedule and Negotiation Protocals to the Hospitals, they can handle it from here, until my return.#\ Fuzzy activates the return. Elsewhere Only Chaos and Order will be aware of and able to remember this sequence... Each sentient mind as it spirals to destruction in the syphon is given a choice it will never remember that it was given... \If you are willing to pay the Price, this need not be the end.\ any minds that indicate that they are willing to pay the Price, are reborn as whatever mortal form that best matches the shape of their mind using a small amount of energy tapped out of the depths of the Chaos Syphon and routed otherwhere into the rebirth of a set of Universes. ;) =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 10:09:43 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar (fwd) On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 09:59:22 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001673 "P. Campbell" said: On Fri, 26 Sep 1997, fuzzy wrote: >> > and I'll make the correction.> > > The only one I'm sure was forgotten is The Stranger... That's right, knew I'd miss somebody. Haven't heard from him in a while. Returning to character ... `And for Stranger, one much like myself.' =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 14:09:05 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar (fwd) On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 21:23:54 -0700 In Message # 00001674 Gareth L Owen said: > On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 09:59:22 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001673 > "P. Campbell" said: > > That's right, knew I'd miss somebody. Haven't > heard from him in a while. Returning to character ... > `And for Stranger, one much like myself.' Stranger accepts his sigil with a wordless nod, feeling words were not needed at such a time. He regarded it for a second before strapping it to his wrist with the band provided by Nemisis. 'See Xzerrion.' he finally said 'even orphans like us can find a home.' He grinned, unable to suppress it no longer. The Stranger =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 16:39:09 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: Quaren's Finale (longish) On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 16:43:57 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001675 Driscoll said: > On Sat, 27 Sep 1997, fuzzy wrote: In his home Realm, Driscoll amusees himself making tiny sprite-like creatures that flitter here and theere taking anything in sight until they touch each other and explode messily. [DRISS! What are you doing? You have people depending on you for help in Quaren and you're playing with... What the hell are those things?] mentally shouts Roscoe as he appears before the God of Thieves. "I dunno. cool looking aren't they? I know! Tag you're it!" Driss jumps up slapping Roscoe on the top of his head and runs off. the area aroudn him begins turnign into a forest and he's soon lost in the underbrush. Roscoe just sits where he is. [I dunno what's gotten into you lately driss, but I don;t like it. You're acting like a total loon! And I;m not putting up with it anymore! I'm sick of having to take care of everything myself. you can find yourself another incarnation! I;m going back to Arcadia!] Driss appears behind a nearby bush. "You can;t run off in the middle of hte game you loser! Loser, loser, loserloserloser" Driss waggles his fingers at Roscoe adn then stops in mid-waggle. "Oh me. Am *I* reallt doign this?? I'm actling like a.. like a..." [Buffoon? Fool? Jerk? Ignoramous? Lout? Retard?] Roscoe suggests helpfully until Driss cuts him off. "No. I was thinking more... Chaotic..." He watches as his hand slowly begins to change into a cat's paw and then into a horse's hoof, and finally back into a human hand again, all of its own volation. "Oh my word, I;m... I'm _becoming_ him. The more power he gives me...No. I will _not_ be used!! _CHAOS_!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! > Nemisis teleport herself and Fuzzy to the Hospital's Link Room > and merges with the waiting Split Chaos appears before Driss as a large rat in an Elizabethan gown with goat hooves visible once in a while under the hem. "You rang?" Re said cherfully. "No, but I;m just about to wring. your neck anyway. what sorcery have you done unto me? Reverse it NOW Or I swear..." Chaos's face darkens considerably. " I have done nothign to you, but only allowed you to do it to yourself. You craved power. I gave you power in the form of a piece of myself. You wanted more power, I kept giving you power, all the power you wanted. But You're a God now. You don't _Wield_ power... you _ARE_ power. And since nothing seems to be enoguh to satisfy you, you called for more and more of me. And naturally, you are becoming me. Just think of it. Soon I'll have my own little boy." "I don;t think so! I am Driscoll of Braxton. whatever I may do, whatever power may be given to me, I will NOT allow that to be taken away from me. You've taken my body obviously, and now you fill my head with thoughts that aren't mine. But I will NOT let you win!" Driss drew his rapier and swung at Chaos's head, severing it cleanly, and a black and purple haze began eminating forth form the body. > "\#As the Chaos syphon is created in the gem by Driscoll, activate > the final stage.#\" > > \#Confirmed, Ready to activate#\ The skyies of Quaren darken, black with purple clouds as Chaos envelopes them, and visible to all below, the Harlequin god facing him, thrusting at a foe with no form, no body and nothign to attack. Lighting cracks from the clouds in every direction, blasting the Harlequin God and Quaren alike, staggering one, tearign apart the other. The Other Gods and Goddesses fo the Pantheon struggle to hold Quaren together adn protect the peopel as best they can. "You can;t hurt me. I GAVE you your power! How do you expect to harm me wiht it?" Chaos's voice booms echoing off hte mountains. "A Smith may still be slain with the very sword he has forged! _And_ you told me yourself that there is a part fo you I can attack. You gave it to me." he rips the Starfire gem from hisneck and strikes it with his sword ahving no effect. Chaos simply laughs. Driss casts down his sword and scowls. "You taught me to draw on it for power when I needed it. lets see if I can draw on enough power from you to destroy it _and_ you, even if it costs me my own life in the proccess!!!!!" Driss concentrates adn sends a blast of white light from his palm into the gem. Chaos scream in pain as the beam gets stronger and stronger. drawing on more and more power to re-channel back into the gem. While around them, entire planets begin to vanish as they are turned into Chaos energy for Driss to use in his attack. > Only Chaos and Order will be aware of and able to remember this > sequence... > > Each sentient mind as it spirals to destruction in the syphon is > given a choice it will never remember that it was given... > > \If you are willing to pay the Price, this need not be the end.\ > > any minds that indicate that they are willing to pay the Price, are > reborn as whatever mortal form that best matches the shape of their > mind using a small amount of energy tapped out of the depths of the > Chaos Syphon and routed otherwhere into the rebirth of a set of > Universes. ;) Driss adn Roscoe Awake in nothingness. No sky, no ground, no stars, no light , no darkness. Everythign and nothing at once. They see images but can;t tell if they are real or imagined. they see Chaos, but know they are inside him as well. Then they see many Chaosi. Hundres upon thousands. And then none. They feel him in their minds, they hear his words as he scentances them... to life for the destruction of Quaren. They awake again, this time to the hard toed boot crashign into Driss's side as a police officer kicks him alert. "Alright move it. You're on IS corp property street scum. move it or lose it! You should be happy I;m in a good mood today Zero." And so begins Driss the Imortal. =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 20:54:14 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Sat, 27 Sep 97 20:47:48 -0700 In Message # 00001677 Roland X said: >On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 22:47:55 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001669 > fuzzy said: >"Morgan, If you are ready, I think we can start now Roland, If you >can stabilize those burns, and prevent leakage into them from the >mending I am about to do..." Roland concentrates. The flows are maintained. >Fuzzy reaches into the patterns of Dhyrclhanc's Psi/Aura aspect and >grips the Ripped-out channels whith his mind, having already looked >for a good place to connect along the bridge between the Psi and >Magic centers of the mind he connects them there, There is an >answering flare of energy in the patterns of Dhyrclhanc's mind as the >channels seal to the new attachment point. > >"It looks like you managed to control that well, now, I will follow >your lead in stimulating the healing of the burnt channels" *If you can prevent his channels from overloading-I don't know enough about magic energies-I can restore his telepathic patterns.* Roland begins to slowly, carefully trickle empathic energies to Dhyrclhanc, then telepathic projections, sensory input, pure psi energy. *This should restore his mental channels...* =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 21:54:34 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE3 : Sigils and the future of House Rillynt'tar On Sat, 27 Sep 97 21:51:26 -0700 In Message # 00001679 Roland X said: >On Fri, 26 Sep 1997 10:36:18 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001658 > "P. Campbell" said: >Xzerrion, after seeing the destruction of the last sigil, winces >momentarily, then begins passing out the new sigils of House CaoL, >which, after seeing the suggestions floating about, bear a >black/white yin-yang type symbol with a fireplace in the center. > For Morgan, who would never yield, no matter the threat offered. Morgan blushes slightly as she accepts the sigil, and murmurs a quiet, "Thank you." > For Roland, the spirit of the group. Solemnly, Roland takes the sigil...the first enchanted item he has ever accepted for himself. Morgan and Roland clasp hands. *<*Thank you. We hope to see you all in the Heart for the wedding. We'll be adjourning to Callahan's for what we hope will be a happy, enjoyable and _long_ reprieve from universe saving.*>* =========================== Date: Sat, 27 Sep 1997 23:25:15 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 23:22:31 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001684 fuzzy said: > On Sat, 27 Sep 97 20:47:48 -0700 In Message # 00001677 > Roland X said: > > *If you can prevent his channels from overloading-I don't know > enough about magic energies-I can restore his telepathic patterns.* > Roland begins to slowly, carefully trickle empathic energies to > Dhyrclhanc, then telepathic projections, sensory input, pure psi > energy. > *This should restore his mental channels...* Good he should be awake, by the time I have finished with Quaren, I will check with him and we will probably, leave for Arcadia together... =========================== (_NOTE_: The "Doublecross" thread somehow got posted out of order. This is the order they appear to have been written in, as opposed to the order they came to the list-server. /|\) Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 12:10:12 -0700 (PDT) Subject: AAE: Doublecross? On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 10:00:19 -0400 In Message # 00001692 Caprice said: Legion sits before a screen, an elaborate construct of technology and magic that she had bought with things dearer than gold. She watches the construction of the new Quaren, and sees the destruction of the old... The transference happens... almost perfectly. Almost. Thanks to Fuzzy's choice, families are shattered. Husbands wake up to find wives gone, children vanish where they are playing. Instead of a tapestry moved flawlessly from one loom to another, threads are broken, the pattern unravels. "No, No, NO!" The rage in Legion's voice rivals the grief in her eyes. A world had been torn apart emotionally, spiritually by the act of saving it. True, not many had taken the offer, but enough... enough... And this world was Godless, the gods and their avatars had been deliberately excluded. She glanced back at the screen, and it resolved to one family. A family she knew... One that would be without a mother, a wife... "To hell with them and what they think." * * * It's seldom easy to get audience with a god. And the more established they are, the worse it tends to be. Darath was very well established. His wife, on the other hand, was less so. Religious argument still circled about whether her marriage to Darath made her a true goddess, a demigod... or just immortal through her husband's intervention. She did have her worshippers, however. Of which Argent had long been one. In a carefully prepared room, Legion worked her ritual. Not a ritual for summoning, summoning gods tends to be a bad idea. It seldom works and it always aggravates them. This ritual was a prayer. A prayer powerful enough it could not be drowned out, that it had to be heard. A prayer as perfect as a rose, as pleasing as a sunset. A prayer that did not command, but pleaded. ~Come to me. Talk to me. The fate of your people, of Quaren, is at stake, and I do not have the strength to do this alone.~ ---- I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book - Groucho Marx =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 11:40:24 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Doublecross? On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 08:13:22 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001688 Driscoll said: On Sun, 28 Sep 1997, Caprice wrote: > In a carefully prepared room, Legion worked her ritual. Not a > ritual for summoning, summoning gods tends to be a bad idea. It > seldom works and it always aggravates them. This ritual was a > prayer. A prayer powerful enough it could not be drowned out, that > it had to be heard. A prayer as perfect as a rose, as pleasing as a > sunset. A prayer that did not command, but pleaded. ~Come to me. > Talk to me. The fate of your people, of Quaren, is at stake, and I > do not have the strength to do this alone.~ (OOC: UNless you're trying to link to the past...) Her prayers go unanswered. The Gods stood to the end trying to keep their world together, but they were excluded from the attempt to save Quaren and so, where lost when they could hold it no longer. (ooc: see posts discussing the saving of Quaren) =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 12:10:00 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Doublecross? On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 11:37:18 -0400 In Message # 00001691 Caprice said: At 08:13 AM 9/28/97 -0700, you wrote: > (OOC: UNless you're trying to link to the past...) > Her prayers go unanswered. The Gods stood to the end trying to keep >their world together, but they were excluded from the attempt to save >Quaren and so, where lost when they could hold it no longer. (ooc: >see posts discussing the saving of Quaren) (OOC: She had teleported into the past, sorry, should have made that clear. The idea is that she can leave them a road of retreat, so that they escape instead of being destroyed. Whether or not they use the road is of course your decision.) =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 11:40:12 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: AAE: Doublecross? On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 10:23:23 -0700 (MST) In Message # 00001687 Driscoll said: On Sun, 28 Sep 1997, Caprice wrote: > (OOC: She had teleported into the past, sorry, should have made that > clear. The idea is that she can leave them a road of retreat, so > that they escape instead of being destroyed. Whether or not they use > the road is of course your decision.) The air shimmers and Nix slowly appears. She does no flashy entrances nor seem imposing in anyway. to anyone looking at her she would simply be a beautiful woman in a silver satin gown. "Few enough who call upon _me_ yet alone those who call to talk about fate. Magi is the usual choice for that. Come, let us sit and talk." =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 12:27:30 -0700 (PDT) Subject: OOC: Re: AAE: Doublecross? On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 12:21:23 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001695 fuzzy said: > On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 10:00:19 -0400 In Message # 00001692 > Caprice said: > > Legion sits before a screen, an elaborate construct of technology > and magic that she had bought with things dearer than gold. She > watches the construction of the new Quaren, and sees the destruction > of the old... The transference happens... almost perfectly. Almost. > Thanks to Fuzzy's choice, families are shattered. Husbands wake > up to find wives gone, children vanish where they are playing. > Instead of a tapestry moved flawlessly from one loom to another, > threads are broken, the pattern unravels. Excuse me, The choice they were offered applies only to those who went down the spout, not the commen citzens of Quaren. The citizens of Quaren, excluding only GODS and Their Avatars, were shifted intact to the Duplicate world created by the StarDragon. The GODS and Avatars got the Choice but IF they accepted are no longer GODS and Avatars otherwhen, The sentient minds of other worlds in the universe of Quaren had now other chance for survival. and Fuzzy does not know this happened himself. =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 14:24:30 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: Quaren's Finale (longish) On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 14:12:31 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001696 fuzzy said: > On Sat, 27 Sep 1997 00:38:24 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001670 > fuzzy said: > > Fuzzy activates the return. Checking on Dhyrclhanc, Fuzzy finds that he seems to have checked out of the Hospital, and left while Fuzzy was resting... #Well Nemisis, lets see if we can get to the Wedding Party, shall we?# #Estimated Time of Compleation on the proto-type X-Gate generator is 10 Minutes. Lord Fuzzy, I sugest we retire to a mountain top while we wait# #Sounds good to me, I have some thinking to do anyway... How am I going to explain to Iasun that I could not risk all to save Kuri... Maybe this will work... The method we used could not have worked on the Gods, and their reaction to the attempt, probably, would have prevented the rescue of anyone. The Linkage between an Avatar and his or her God is such that attempting to include them in the rescue had too high a chance of triggering the same reaction from the Gods... That of course is My Opinion, And I just could not force myself to take the risk with the lives of a world hanging in the Balance. It is bad enough that only that one world of all the universe of Quaren had any chance of survival Yes, we knew the disaster was comeing, before we first arrived. Would you have had us blight the years you had together? We did all that we could... ... I don't know, I Hope that will work, But I need to think about it more, before I offer it to Iasun Bowman.# =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 15:39:36 -0700 (PDT) Subject: OOC: Leaving On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 18:28:47 -0400 In Message # 00001698 Caprice said: I'm sorry, I misunderstood Fuzzy's posts. I still don't understand. I'm not having fun here anymore, so let me explain what I think is going to happen ICly, and you can deal with it as you all will. Argent and Ak'hasta will call on Caprice, and she will transport them to another fiction, one where they can live well as mercenaries. There are no drow or elves, but once upon a time there was a race known as the forerunners, who conquered the stars, then vanish. Man conquered the stars, then regressed, loosing star travel and falling back to a medieval society. Argent and Ak'hasta's appearances and lifespans will be chalked up to 'having forerunner blood'. Caprice/Legion will find a way to get the Gods and Avatars out of Quaren, to the new world, without losing their powers. She will then vanish, as will Mischief. There is more than enough space in the realities for them to hide in, not to mention her own pocket dimension. If Roscoe does die, Caprice will come for Squee and carry him off. Mischief may (probably will) visit Squee to play, but she won't let the CAoL find mommy. Perhaps someday I'll feel like playing again, but not right now. Fairwell, Caprice =========================== Date: Sun, 28 Sep 1997 16:09:31 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: OOC: Leaving (with some IC) On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 16:02:39 In Message # 00001700 "L.J. Wolfe" said: >On Sun, 28 Sep 1997 18:28:47 -0400 In Message # 00001698 > Caprice said: > >I'm sorry, I misunderstood Fuzzy's posts. I still don't understand. > >I'm not having fun here anymore, so let me explain what I think is >going to happen ICly, and you can deal with it as you all will. Sorry to see you go, but if you feel that way then we understand. >Argent and Ak'hasta will call on Caprice, and she will transport them >to another fiction, one where they can live well as mercenaries. >There are no drow or elves, but once upon a time there was a race >known as the forerunners, who conquered the stars, then vanish. Man >conquered the stars, then regressed, loosing star travel and falling >back to a medieval society. Argent and Ak'hasta's appearances and >lifespans will be chalked up to 'having forerunner blood'. Since they're not on the link, we can't really do anything but wonder where they've gone and hope they're happy. >Caprice/Legion will find a way to get the Gods and Avatars out of >Quaren, to the new world, without losing their powers. She will then >vanish, as will Mischief. There is more than enough space in the >realities for them to hide in, not to mention her own pocket >dimension. Again, since she removed herself from the link, not much to do or say. IC, Morgan and Roland will notice Caprice's absence from the wedding, and hope that she's doing well wherever fate has taken her. >If Roscoe does die, Caprice will come for Squee and carry him off. Hopefully (for Roscoe's sake) not for a _long_ time :-). >Mischief may (probably will) visit Squee to play, but she won't let >the CAoL find mommy. Understandable, and I don't think anyone will try to pry. >Perhaps someday I'll feel like playing again, but not right now. I take this to mean that you'll continue lurking? AFAW concerned, you're welcome back anytime :-). >Fairwell, Best wishes. =========================== Date: Tue, 30 Sep 1997 20:24:35 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward (Very Long!) On Tue, 30 Sep 97 23:09:29 PDT In Message # 00001722 Martin Gerster said: As light seeps back into the space behind his eyelids, consciousness returns to the, for now, no longer "Sentinel-", Lensdragon. (Non-broadcast, internal dialogue) /Ugh... in the words of one ex-RCMP-SS agent named Logan; "Who's been playing pinball with my head?!"/ Taking a mental inventory, Dhyrclhanc probes the, still tender, intricacies of his mind where his links to the "First-Ring" once resided. In an all _too_calm_ mental voice, everyone still on the CAoL's psi-web, hears Dhyrclhanc's mental voice saying /Jadis! In the words of a particular Southern Belle I've had the pleasure to know, "Ah whant your heart, sugah!"/ Quickly, the Ruby Fire Dragon becomes aware of those around him. He opens his eyes and takes in the wonderful sight in. Fuzzy Logic, Roland Phoenix and Morgan Greywolf all stand around his bed looking very happy to see a concious Lensdragon again. In the background "hovers" a red-headed, nano-bot nurse who Dhyrclhanc thinks bears an uncanny resemblance to Gates McFadden, Patricia McPhereson and Rebecca Holden. He grabbed the trio of his friends up in his arms and hugged them all, joyously. "Can I get you anything?" asked the nano-bot nurse, politly cutting in through the celebratory atmosphere. "Yes," says the Lensdragon, after letting his friends go, "For some reson I'm still hungry, can I get a large surf-and-turf dinner with a mug of chocolate-raspberry flavored tea and a baked potato with sour-cream & chives." The nurse turned to Fuzzy as if needing the techno-mage's permision for something. "On second thought, cancel the chocolate-rasberry tea and make that a large orange juice." Upon hearing this the nano-bot nurse smiles and goes off to get the Lensdragon his meal. Dhyrclhanc grins. "I know we've got a wedding to attend," he says, squeezing Roland and Morgan's hands, "but I've got to talk to you guys about something first. "Fuzzy, out of all of us, you're the best mage; no contest. I'm going to need your help getting the feel for these new spells of mine. I'm also going to need to talk to you about making me some "nano-tech" weapons to compensate for my lack of the First-Ring. Eventually, our enemies are going to figure out I don't have it anymore and I don't want to be liability to this group." "Roland," he says turing to his sword-brother, "hands down, you're the best psion out of all of us. The maginification effect of my Lens doesn't apply to these new psychic powers and abilities of mine. I'll need your help getting used to them. In addition I'm unused to using psionics without either my Lens or the ring bolstering me, so you'll have to help me with that, too." "Morgan," says the Lensdragon, hugging here again, "Between the two of us we make up a, if not *the*, emotional core of the CAoL. I'm going to need you support over the next few days. I have no idea how the loss of the First-Ring is going to affect me psycologically (sp?) or emotionally. Plus there might be some additional problems because my psionics were magnified by, and combined with, the energies of the First-Ring, I have no idea how using them again without the ring may affect me." Then the nano-bot nurse comes back into the room, carrying Dhyrclhanc's "breakfast". "The otherthing I'm probably not going to be able to get used to is opperating at this size." says the "young adult" Ruby Fire Dragon. When he says this, his form under the bedsheets seems to soften. Bones, muscle, meat and flesh merge and reweave themselves and a very different Dhyrclhanc greets his friends, looking like nothing so much as a humaniod pteradactyl (OOC: Anybody play Earthdawn? Well Dhyrclhanc's appearence is now of a T'Skrang! Only he kept his wings and his Lens is now on his wrist). "Oops! Did I do that?" Looking at himself under the bedcovers, "Guys? I think I'm going to need some clothes." =========================== Date: Tue, 30 Sep 1997 22:54:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward (Very Long!) On Wed, 1 Oct 1997 00:39:01 -0500 (CDT) In Message # 00001723 Michael Knight said: > On Tue, 30 Sep 97 23:09:29 PDT In Message # 00001722 > Martin Gerster said: > When he says this, his form under the bedsheets seems to soften. > Bones, muscle, meat and flesh merge and reweave themselves and > a very different Dhyrclhanc greets his friends, looking like > nothing so much as a humaniod pteradactyl (OOC: Anybody play > Earthdawn? Well Dhyrclhanc's appearence is now of a T'Skrang! > Only he kept his wings and his Lens is now on his wrist). > > "Oops! Did I do that?" Looking at himself under the bedcovers, > "Guys? I think I'm going to need some clothes." As always... A hole opens in reality and Knytt steps through, carrying a small babyfood jar with something glittering gold and silver in it. "If I may be of assistance in that department." Knytt passes the jar to Dhyrclhanc. Inside are over two dozen golden bodied insects with silver wings. They look like mechanical moths. "Just tell them what you want, and then open the jar. They will make any appropriate alterations to best fit what you are asking for. Leaving slits in the back of a shirt for the wings for example." Knytt thinks a moment, trying to remember if there is anything he forgot. "Oh, don't be alarmed when they swarm around you. The best place for them to work is on the person they are making clothing for. Uh, if there is a feature you don't like, tell them and they will alter it. They're really quick, I've never had to work with them for more than five minutes to get the most complex designs done, and that was a customized space suit. Oh, and don't let the music bother you. It is their form of communication while they are sewing. They're 'Singers' after all. =========================== Date: Tue, 30 Sep 1997 23:24:57 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward (Very Long!) On Tue, 30 Sep 1997 23:21:16 -0700 (PDT) In Message # 00001725 fuzzy said: > On Tue, 30 Sep 97 23:09:29 PDT In Message # 00001722 > Martin Gerster said: [snip] > Dhyrclhanc grins. "I know we've got a wedding to attend," he says, > squeezing Roland and Morgan's hands, "but I've got to talk to you > guys about something first. "Fuzzy, out of all of us, you're the > best mage; no contest. I'm going to need your help getting the feel > for these new spells of mine. I'm also going to need to talk to you > about making me some "nano-tech" weapons to compensate for my lack > of the First-Ring. Eventually, our enemies are going to figure out > I don't have it anymore and I don't want to be liability to this > group." "I, Will be happy to help." > "Roland," he says turing to his sword-brother, "hands down, you're > the best psion out of all of us. The maginification effect of my > Lens doesn't apply to these new psychic powers and abilities of > mine. I'll need your help getting used to them. In addition I'm > unused to using psionics without either my Lens or the ring > bolstering me, so you'll have to help me with that, too." "Odd, we may have to compare notes, It seems our Lenses are not Identical in effect" > When he says this, his form under the bedsheets seems to soften. > Bones, muscle, meat and flesh merge and reweave themselves and > a very different Dhyrclhanc greets his friends, looking like > nothing so much as a humaniod pteradactyl (OOC: Anybody play > Earthdawn? Well Dhyrclhanc's appearence is now of a T'Skrang! > Only he kept his wings and his Lens is now on his wrist). > > "Oops! Did I do that?" Looking at himself under the bedcovers, > "Guys? I think I'm going to need some clothes." As always... =========================== Date: Thu, 2 Oct 1997 12:32:50 -0700 (PDT) Subject: Re: In a heavily sheilded hospital ward (Very Long!) On Thu, 2 Oct 97 12:24:33 -0700 In Message # 00001740 Roland X said: >On Tue, 30 Sep 97 23:09:29 PDT In Message # 00001722 > Martin Gerster said: > >In an all _too_calm_ mental voice, everyone still on the CaoL's >psi-web, hears Dhyrclhanc's mental voice saying /Jadis! In the words >of a particular Southern Belle I've had the pleasure to know, "Ah >whant your heart, sugah!"/ Roland smiles in intense relief. *I wasn't aware that you knew the X-Men,* he sent, *though bringing-HIM-along should have clued me in.* An image of Nimrod accompanies the 'HIM' comment, along with the emotional equivalent of a shudder. >"Roland," he says turing to his sword-brother, "hands down, you're >the best psion out of all of us. The maginification effect of my Lens >doesn't apply to these new psychic powers and abilities of mine. I'll >need your help getting used to them. In addition I'm unused to using >psionics without either my Lens or the ring bolstering me, so you'll >have to help me with that, too." Roland blushes. *I don't know that I'm the best psi in the group-the most attuned to the psi paradigm, maybe, but...well. Anyway. My power levels are based on chakra 'tesseracts,' using the ten-dimension theory. Whether or not it's accurate, I don't know if your aura is sufficently similar to my type to teach you how to increase your power levels. Teaching you how to use what you've got, however, _that_ I'm confident in my ability to do. And telepathic teaching cuts down on the training time considerably.* >When he says this, his form under the bedsheets seems to soften. >Bones, muscle, meat and flesh merge and reweave themselves and >a very different Dhyrclhanc greets his friends, looking like >nothing so much as a humaniod pteradactyl (OOC: Anybody play >Earthdawn? Well Dhyrclhanc's appearence is now of a T'Skrang! >Only he kept his wings and his Lens is now on his wrist). > >"Oops! Did I do that?" Looking at himself under the bedcovers, >"Guys? I think I'm going to need some clothes." As always... Roland chuckles. *Well. That might solve the chakra problem, anyway. At least you're humanoid enough now that they should be easy to _find_ if they're there. But after the wedding, okay?* ===========================