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* Michelle unlocks the door and announces, "Hall's Open!" * Meghan walks into the hall and hops up onto a barstool * Meghan smiles * Michelle returns behind the bar. She's wearing a full length sleeveless, tan dress, and her hair is bound in a high ponytail. Her moon earring glows faintly. <Meghan> hey Michelle <Michelle> Good evening Meghan, how have you been? I'm afraid I've been too busy to keep proper tabs on you and Temire recently. <Meghan> That's ok. It seems that everyone has been busy lately. Temire and I have been staying at the Tower with Zoya <Michelle> That's good. I don't mean to frighten you, but anything that can get you there you don't want to be dealing with. Period. * Meghan nods <Michelle> Can I get you something to drink? <Meghan> Could I get a glass of red wine please * Fastian strolls in, a look of forced calm across his scruffy face. He is shabby, dressed mostly in brown and has a scraggly beard. A large spider, about the size of a puppy, is perched on his shoulder. * S'ayad'i enters - a small elven woman dressed in flowing teal silk and pure white linen, a Master Bard's sigil sewed on one sleeve. She is wearing a sword in an elaborate scabbard - it's so long it nearly drags on the floor. * Lisl strides in, looking around and frowning a little. "Michelle, good to see you up and about! Mug of....hmm, wait..." She glances up the stairs for a moment. "A snifter of Sembian, please?" * Michelle pours Meghan a glass of Arabellan and sets it on the bar in front of her, "Here you go." <Meghan> Thanks <S'ayad'i> ::She looks around for a moment in puzzlement, then moves to the bar. When she speaks, her voice is like silver bells chiming.:: Good evening. <Michelle> Hello Fastian, S'ayad'i. Can I get either of you anything? * Meghan notes all the people that come thought the door * Meghan smiles to Lisl "Hey Lisl." * Lisl turns at Fastian's entrance. "Fastian...and Dusty!" Good seeing. What are you doing...::looking over his shoulder:: S'ay???" * Michelle pours Lisl a snifter of brandy and places it on the bar. * Fastian strolls up to the bar, leaning against it, not far from where Lisl is sitting * Bluestar walks in, wearing a long black cloak that seems to have endless depths inside of it. He has typical elven features, and a look of contained hostility on his face. His short sword is lackadaisically peacetied into its scabbard, and he doesn't seem to have bothered with the daggers he's carrying. He sits down at the bar and glares briefly at Michelle. "When do the regulars usually start to show up?" <S'ayad'i> ::smiles warmly at Lisl:: Lisl! I thought maybe I'd come in the wrong tavern! * Meghan sits back and sips her wine * Fastian eyes the elven woman with a touch of suspicion <Fastian> ::in a low voice to Lisl:: We're homeless. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. <Lisl> ::surveys the bar, and the flood of newcomers:: What a night...first Jel, then the stranger, now this. The Hall's turning into a regular hotspot! <Michelle> The regulars are arriving as we speak Bluestar. Can I get you anything? * S'ayad'i smiles at Michelle. "I'd like some unfermented fruit juice, if you have some, please." * Bluestar looks grimly at Michelle. "Allies. Lots and lots of allies. I need to kick the top of someone's head off, and I don't think I'm going to be able to do it myself. My wife has been kidnapped, and it's really ruined my whole week." * Vallel skids into the Hall, puffing slightly * Lisl smiles at S'ay. "Of course, I'm sure anywhere you go at this point is a hotspot. I haven't seen you in so long! Where have you been? <Lisl> ::turns to Fastian:: You're....he didn't! ::frowning:: * Meghan begins to look uncomfortable with all the new people around her <Michelle> Would this have anything to do with Tyl'gainia's disappearance? * Bluestar starts up, and points at Vallel. "You! Boy! Where's your mistress? Her damned house has burnt down, and she's in none of her usual skulks." <Vallel> ::stops short and looks surprised:: Master BlueStar ::bows:: Mistress Tyl's been missing for about two weeks now <Bluestar> ::to Michelle:: "Disappearance...? Well, that just's just lovely." <Michelle> Um...Bluestar, I think you need to take a few deep breaths and then we'll explain what we know about what's going on. * Meghan slips off her stool and falls on the floor <Bluestar> I'll skip the deep breathing part, if you don't mind. I'm not the most patient person at the moment. <Lisl> BlueStar? ::turning her head this way and that to take in all the new people, and finally settling on Michelle:: This is the man Tyl's little sis was married off to? <S'ayad'i> ::chuckles:: Hardly. I've been... around. Here and there. ::smiles:: <Bluestar> ::to Lisl:: If he can speak for himself, yes, it is. * S'ayad'i looks around bewilderedly, then shrugs and moves over to a chair by the fireplace and sits to watch the room. <Lisl> Ach, hells....everything goes at once! Well then, Master Bluestar, make yourself useful, if you will, and look to her! ::points to Meghan:: <Michelle> Alright then. To the best of our knowledge a mage from a world called Athas somehow arrived in Marsember, took an interest in Tyl'gainia, to the point of trying to ruin her entire life, and then kidnapped her. We've found a portal that he built or acquired that appears to lead to Athas. If we've learned anything since then I haven't heard it. * Meghan shakes her head and tries to get up <Lisl> ::shakes her head, grinning ruefully:: You picked a great time to come, S'ay, but then, you could say the Hall hasn't changed much in your absence, hmm? * Bluestar glares at Lisl, and offers Meghan a hand up. "Here. My apologies for not levitating you to your stool, but I'm attempting to conserve my strength." <Lisl> And Fastian...your place is destroyed too, now? * Meghan stands with Bluestar's help but is still pretty tipsy <Meghan> Thank you ::softly:: <Lisl> ::frowning, and matching Bluestar glare for glare:: * Caludicate walks down the stairs from the room he has been secluded in all week and takes a seat at the corner of the bar. <Michelle> Good idea. The mage succeeded in kidnapping Tyl'gainia because she lost her powers after trying to get over her addiction to some plant that she was using to boost her powers. <Fastian> ::makes a sweeping gesture with his hand:: All gone. I barely escaped. I'm not as young as I used to be * Meghan pushes her glass back to Michelle <Michelle> Meghan, what's wrong? <Meghan> I think I am going to head home. I am not feeling very well * Meghan closes her eyes and wobbles a bit <Bluestar> ::to Michelle:: I've never heard of Athas. Some mage broke into my house about a week ago and teleported Cwally and I to some portal here. I managed to not get my head ripped off by some malformed tiger, 'ported myself back to Waterdeep, got my things, and tried to find that house. But there was some psionic shield around it, and now I can't find it again. <Lisl> Well...at least the two of you are safe. You *are* both alright? ::looking from him to the huge spider on his shoulder:: There's a spare room upstairs, I can stand you the rent if you need. * Meghan grips the bar to keep upright <Lisl> Meghan....what's wrong? <Fastian> Thank you, my friend. Dusty said you were pretty much alright for a biped. <Meghan> I'm not sure ::very softly:: <Lisl> ::chuckles in response to Fastian:: Well, he's pretty okay for an octopod. <Meghan> I am not feeling very good * Michelle walks around the bar and starts leading Meghan to a chair by the fire, "Why don't you have a seat and let me look you over?" <Lisl> Bad food? Too little sleep? Or something else, perhaps? ::frowning:: This is all too much coincidence.... * Vallel looks very steadily at Bluestar for a while. * Meghan nods leaning on Michelle takes a seat at the fireplace <Bluestar> So, I decided to come here, and see if I could find Tyl, and get her to convince some of the casual demi-powers that frequent this establishment to help me get my wife. Unfortunately, she seems to be in a spot of trouble as well. <Lisl> ::Bluestar's last comment finally sinks in:: Wait...you said a malformed tiger attacked you? That wouldn't be a big cat-thing with six legs, horns, and a spiked tail would it? * Bluestar looks at Vallel. "Did I forget to put a clean shirt on this morning or something?" <Bluestar> ::to Lisl:: Something like that. <Vallel> No, I'm just... thinking... * Meghan sits in the chair and after a few seconds is unconscious * Lisl curses under her breath. "It's the same bloody bastard that took Tyl...it *has* to be. They're not native here." <Michelle> For what it's worth Bluestar, Tyl'gainia and her sister are in the same spot of trouble. So you've got your allies. What we need however is a battle plan. And if the cat Lisl and Yohko fought was any indication, we need some kind of protection from psionics as well. * Vallel turns to Lisl * S'ayad'i fingers her sword thoughtfully, watching the proceedings. <Vallel> What does Nilgarthor look like? Someone told me once. I've forgotten. <Lisl> ::shakes her head:: I've not seen him. Only his pets. Fastian? * Michelle raises her hand to Meghan's forehead and a soft white glow shines down on Meghan's face. * Lisl suddenly looks up from the middle of the war conference and scans the room, noting Caludicate's presence in the corner. <Fastian> He's a welf. 'bout so tall ::holds his hand off the ground indicating a little less than five and a half feet:: with black hair and purple eyes like... * Caludicate steadily taps his fingers on the bar top while observing the patrons from behind his long hair... * Michelle slowly passes her hand over Meghan's body. <Bluestar> Psionic defense...? I can do a defense mode that will protect people within 3 yards of me, but that's about it. * Michelle finishes examining Meghan and returns behind the bar, "Next time one of us sees Zoya we'll have to find out if her research turned up anything." * Michelle turns to Caludicate, "I'm sorry stranger, but I don't believe we've met. I'm Michelle one of the barkeeps here, and you are?" <Lisl> ::gives Caludicate a nod of greeting before returning her attention to the war conference:: Zoya's research? That disgusting spellbook, you mean? ::frowning:: She told me something about that. <Lisl> It's some sort of...psionic spell book. I didn't know there *was* such a thing. No, wait, that wasn't it exactly...::thinks:: <Bluestar> Psionic spell book? That'd be a first. <Caludicate> ::raises his eyes to Michelle::I am Caludicate....tis a pleasure. ::returns the greeting to Lisl with a similar gesture:: <Michelle> Can I get you anything Caludicate? * Lisl takes another swallow of brandy. * Fastian pets Dusty absently as he looks around. A dark stain on the back of his vest is spreading slowly. * Caludicate gestures to the tap that will surely have Kick spilling forth from it any moment.... * Michelle raises an eyebrow at Caludicate, "Are you sure? There are less painful ways of dying." * Caludicate Winks at Michelle <Lisl> ::furrowing her brow:: Ah, that was it...not a spellbook, exactly. More like a preparation book for a spell...directions or something. It talked about lots of sacrifices...including a blood relative or two. ::eyes widening:: Oh...shit.... * Bluestar looks grim. "Well, I think I can figure out why my wife has been abducted. Lovely." <Vallel> Well, obviously they are related to each other... but... ::trails off, his eyes sort of thoughtful:: * Fastian reaches into a pocket and pulls out a small, unevenly milled copper coin. "Mistress Bartender, d'ya think I coul' get a cup o' grog from ye?" <Lisl> But Tyl...::nose twitching as she looks over at Fastian, distracted:: Fastian...is that yours or someone else's? <Fastian> I' what mine? ::looks puzzled at Lisl:: * Michelle fills a mug from the indicated tap with a liquid that bubbles and sends billowing white smoke rolling across the floor. She sets the mug down in front of Caludicate, "Here you go." <Lisl> ::standing with her snifter of brandy and moving over to Fastian, delicately putting two fingers to his back and showing him the resultant blood smear:: This. Michelle? Feel up to a bit of healing? <Fastian> Oh, t'ain't nothin'. One of dem boys had somethin' like better aim den de resp * Zoya stalks in, looking decidedly irritable. Given her usual cheerful demeanor in the face of strange dangers, this cannot bode well. She glances around at the patrons, then heads for the bar. "I want half a shot of 'kick, and a cider to kill the taste." <Jelarthna> ::the door swings open, a very distracted and disheveled looking Jelarthna coming quickly inside; he's holding a sheaf of parchments and has several scroll cases under his left arm and somehow manages to gracefully hang his cloak and make a quick half bow to the room without looking around:: * Michelle smiles to Fastian, "Certainly." Michelle picks up another mug and fills it with the house specialty before setting it down in front of Fastian. <Caludicate> Many thanks.....my long sleep has made me thirsty ::downs the kick:: <Jelarthna> Hello, everyone. ::muttering something under his breath and not taking his eyes from the parchment, Jel makes his way to the bar:: * Vallel looks over at Jelarthna, his eyes widening in surprise. <Vallel> Hey, you're him! <Lisl> ::shakes her head, muttering:: Does everyone have a death wish this evening? * Jelarthna blinks and looks up * Michelle walks around the bar to examine Fastian's wound. <Jelarthna> I'm who? :looks at all the new faces with a bit of shock~ * Fastian frowns a bit, but hitches up his tunic to reveal a small, deep cut, probably made by a knife. <Fastian> I though' it had blooded over <Michelle> Lisl, could you get Zoya's order while I examine this? <Vallel> You're my Mistress's lover. She had a picture done of you in the Foyer. Well, before it burned down at any rate. <Lisl> Evening, Jel. Good to see you got your land legs back. Not a problem, Michelle. * Jelarthna blushes and coughs for a moment to regain his composure <Jelarthna> I.. assume you're talking about Tyl? Who might you be? * Lisl puts a hand on the bar and vaults over it lightly, pulling a stoneware shot glass down from the top shelf and drawing a wee dram from the blue flame-handled spout:: Your funeral, Zoya... <Jelarthna> ::flashes a quick smile at Lisl:: Hello, Lisl, doing -much- better. * Vallel stands up, looking for all the world like a taller, younger version of Jaret and bows elaborately. Then he grins. <Vallel> I'm Vallel... one of Mistress Tyl's students and nephew of Nacheyla, one of the barkeeps here * Lisl pulls a frosted mug from somewhere under the counter and fills it with cider, sliding it down the counter so that it comes to rest squarely in front of Zoya, and smiling. "I must admit, sometimes I miss working here." * Zoya nods thanks to Lisl. She picks up the shot of 'kick, drops the whole glass into the cider, and downs the whole thing in one fluid motion. She sways for a moment, then straightens and sighs. "That helps." <Bluestar> You're Tyl's? Yes, I remember you from that absurd night. <Jelarthna> ::blinks and looks thoughtful for a moment:: Oh yes, Lisl mentioned you last week! A pleasure to meet you. Although I wish the circumstances were more pleasant... * Caludicate observes the patrons of the bar in a broody silence....and watches Michelle tend to Fastian with interest. * Michelle places her hand over Fastian's wound and a soft white glow encompasses both, when the light fades the wound has vanished. <Jelarthna> ::chuckles and grins at Bluestar:: Yes, that's me. <Vallel> Tell me about it, my lord. Mistress will be surely glad to see you, she's missed you so much... ::then frowns:: assuming we ever see her again. ::softly:: <Lisl> ::leaning on the bar with both hands:: So, anything else? What's up? You don't usually go for the hard stuff, my friend. ::flicking a look at Caludicate for a moment before returning her attention to Zoya:: <Jelarthna> ::grimly:: We will. * Fastian cranes his neck around a few times, trying to see... <Fastian> Thank ye, mistress. ::the fat spider waves its front legs enthusiastically at Michelle:: Dusty says thank ye s'well <Jelarthna> ::looks at Zoya for a moment:: Zoya? 'kick? Are you okay? * Michelle returns back behind the bar, "Thank you Lisl." <Zoya> Nah, I'd better not add too much fuel to the fire, Lisl. ::she sighs:: That... *thing* is just so... filthy. <Zoya> ::turns around and eyes Jelarthna, then glances at Lisl.:: Oh, and I pieced together a little more. We have until the next new moon. <Lisl> My pleasure, Michelle. Hey! ::nodding from Fastian to Jel:: Do you have that package for Jel? Now would be a good time to give it to him... I'll be back in a moment. ::sauntering off into the kitchen:: * Jelarthna nods * Fastian spreads a cloth of striped fur, brown and grey, on the bartop. Dusty climbs off Fastian's head and snuggles up in the strangely colored fur <Bluestar> Well, I'd rather not wait for the new moon, so as soon as everyone has girded their loins for battle, or whatever else strikes their fancy, I'd prefer to commence with the whole rescuing the damsels in distress part. * Lisl returns in a moment with a slightly blood-stained package, and sets it down on the counter in front of Fastian. "I promised this to Dusty before. Fresh venison." ::wrinkling her nose:: Ugh. He really took to that cat-thing's fur, didn't he? <Michelle> Well whenever Lisl gets back so I can root it out of the kitchen. <Fastian> ::Dusty pounces on the fresh meat, almost purring with delight:: * Michelle disappears into the kitchen. <Fastian> Here, Dusty... ::unwraps the package:: * Lisl glances again in Caludicate's direction, noticing the frosty fog-producing glass. Um... you didn't...drink that, did you? <Fastian> ::Dusty proceeds to gnaw on the hunk of meat:: <Jelarthna> package? <Caludicate> ::to Lisl::why wouldn't I? It helps me greatly. <Fastian> Mistress Quickslip lef' somethin' wif me, what I was sposed to give to you. Bu' I hain't seen ye. So I gived it t' her other friends what came by 'bout a week ago. Mistress Lisl and Mistress Yohko <Lisl> Helps...::moving down the bar and peering into his glass:: Do you come from the Ice Wastes, then? <Jelarthna> ::looks a little puzzled:: And you are? <Caludicate> Ice Wastes? <Fastian> Mistress Quickslip was a customer o' mine. An' a friend. She's a sister, so we's always helpful to each other, like. But she done saved my Dusty a few months back, and I's rather fond of the girl, welf or no. <Lisl> ::points at the glass:: If I'm not mistaken, you just drank the stuff we use to flash-freeze the hard alcohol.... * Jelarthna smiles just slightly * Caludicate moves his dark long hair from his face and stares intently at Lisl <Jelarthna> I'm rather fond of her myself. * Michelle returns from the kitchen caring a large black gem, "Jelarthna, Tyl'gainia left this for you." * Meghan moans very softly and lifts her head slowly from the arms of the chair * Michelle leaves the gem on the bar and wanders over to check on Meghan, "How are you feeling?" * Jelarthna looks over, looking concerned * Lisl meets his gaze, one eyebrow raised in amusement. "Finally, someone with a stronger stomach than mine. Good meeting, sir, I'm Lisl." She holds out her hand. <Meghan> ::shakes her head a bit:: my head hurts....but other than that ::looks up and smiles at Michelle:: <Michelle> Meghan, did you have any allergies before you came here? <Meghan> Not that I knew of * Jelarthna relaxes a little and looks back at Fastian again <Caludicate> No need to call me sir.....Caludicate will do....and the pleasure is mine....::smiles at Lisl and takes her hand in his:: <Jelarthna> And what might your name be, friend? I am Jelarthna. * Bluestar begins idly drumming his fingers on the bar. <Michelle> Well it appears that you're allergic to something here. I was hoping it might be an allergy you were already familiar with. When things calm down we'll have to investigate this and see if we can't try to minimize your exposure to whatever it is. * Meghan pushes herself up to a sitting position * Meghan nods <Meghan> Ok <Zoya> ::turns to Bluestar:: I know you, do I not? You are Tyl's teacher, yes? <Bluestar> Yes. Teacher to the kidnapped Tyl'Gainia, husband of the kidnapped Cwalindia, and getting slightly irritable with the kafe clatch that's springing up. You looked different the last time I was here, yes? * Meghan tries to stand..wobbles a bit...takes a few trying steps * Jelarthna examines the black gem carefully, holding it up to his eyes and peering at it closely * Fastian splurts a mouthful of grog back into his cup, coughs a few times and wipes his mouth, giving Bluestar an amused glance <Zoya> ::raises an eyebrow and smiles slightly:: Yes. More purple. Less white. ::she frowns:: You are ready for immediate action? Where- ::she breaks off as she catches sight of Jelarthna's gem:: <Zoya> Jelarthna! Where did you get that? <Jelarthna> Tyl apparently left it for me... <Lisl> ::smiles back and shakes his hand with a firm, but not crushing, grip and an easy smile:: Sorry. I tend to be a little more formal when I'm on this side of the bar...old habits die hard. But I haven't worked here in some time. ::shooting an amused grin in Bluestar's direction:: Glad to see you feeling better, though. You seemed...injured when you first came in last week. <Zoya> It's one of a set needed to work this... ::she spits as if tasting something unpleasant:: ...spell. <Jelarthna> oh * Meghan slowly makes her way to the bar and slips onto a barstool <Jelarthna> what part? * Michelle returns behind the bar. <Jelarthna> :looks at the gem again:: it's twitching... <Bluestar> ::drily:: Maybe it's about to hatch. <Michelle> So do we have a plan, or are we just going to jump through the portal and hope everything works out? <Zoya> ::looks distinctly alarmed:: TWITCHING? * Jelarthna chants a few soft words and makes a slight gesture, watching the gem <Jelarthna> yes. And it's not magical. <Jelarthna> ::looks at Vallel:: Psionic, perhaps? <Meghan> ::softly:: Could I get some water please? <Zoya> ::frowns:: For Erdian's sake, Jelarthna, don't let go of it. <Lisl> ::looking up as she starts to move around the end of the bar:: I'm not jumping through that portal without *some* kind of battle plan. I *like* my hair, thank yoU! * Michelle fills a mug with water and places it in front of Meghan. <Zoya> It might be someone is trying to call it home. * Vallel reaches out towards the gem, his eyes distant. * Meghan takes a long drink <Meghan> Thanks Michelle <Caludicate> ::to Lisl:: injured...ah yes....well in my haste to find a safe place I bumped into a few unpleasants at the docks....guess I spooked them...whatever they were. I took care of the wound myself. <Zoya> ::grins ferally at Lisl:: How about this plan: "Get 'em." <Vallel> Ow! ::falls to the floor, clutching his head:: * Jelarthna holds the gem a little more firmly as it seemingly tries to escape from his hand * Jelarthna looks up swiftly at Vallel <Jelarthna> Are you alright? <Vallel> So loud.... I can't hear what it's saying. It's too loud. <Jelarthna> loud? * Meghan looks down at Vallel with concern <Lisl> ::raises an eyebrow at Zoya:: "Get 'em"? That's your plan? Zoya, are you feeling alright? Kick, get 'em, you're starting to sound like...well, like *me!* * Caludicate stares at Vallel in confusion. <Jelarthna> ::looks over at Zoya and Lisl:: or me... * Jelarthna looks back at the small black gem and cups it in both hands, closing his eyes for a moment * Bluestar looks at Vallel, sighs, gets a look of deliberate concentration on his face, and focuses on the object in Jelarthna's hands. * Zoya pulls a scrap of cloth from one sleeve and starts trying to figure out how to contain Jelarthna's gem. She looks up at Lisl. "I've had my mind in that book for two weeks now. It's making me irritable." <Lisl> ::taking a stool next to <Caludicate>: You don't need to spook the dock rats in order for there to be..."unpleasantness." ::frowning as she looks back up at Zoya:: Did you say this thing was part of a set? Does that mean whoever it is *needs* this one to finish the spell? <Bluestar> Sounds like, "Break it, dammit." * Michelle quirks an eyebrow, "Could it be Tyl'gainia?" * Jelarthna blinks and carefully breaks it open <Zoya> I don't know. He needs twelve of them. If he's got backups, he wouldn't need this one. But I don't know if backups are possible. I'm having trouble interpreting the part about making/building/finding/carving the stones. <Bluestar> It is Tyl. <Vallel> ::picks himself up, dusting off his pants:: <Vallel> ::the broken pieces emit a puff of bluish smoke and then there is a very small Tyl standing on the bar:: <Jelarthna> TYL!!! <Bluestar> [help me obi wan kenobi, you're my only hope] <Caludicate> ::to Lisl:: Since when do rats carry weapons? <Zoya> Hmm. Maybe it *wasn't* one of the twelve... ::considers:: [LOL] <Vallel> Tyl: Where in the seven HELLS have you been?? ::the tiny figure jumps up and down in frustration:: * Meghan blinks at the small Tyl standing on the bar <Lisl> ::half-grinning at Cal:: The human kind does. <Jelarthna> ::a smile tugs at my lips:: Lost in Chaos, love.. what's going on? <Lisl> ::chuckling at the chibi-Tyl:: We might as well ask *you* that...Michelle and I followed your trace and ran into a big cat-thing. <Vallel> Tyl: It took all the strength I had left to put this much of me in there when he grabbed me. I don't even know how much time has passed. When's the next new moon? <Bluestar> ::quietly:: Nine Hells, my geographically-challenged student. <Michelle> Fourteen days and thirteen hours. <Vallel> Tyl: ::looks over at Bluestar:: Oh, thank the gods, brother. Cwal's freaking out over here. She thought he killed you <Lisl> ::muttering:: Figures she knows... <Bluestar> No, I'm fine. Just somewhat rankled. <Lisl> Tyl, where's "here"? That desert plane? <Fastian> ::Dusty eyes the tiny Tyl somewhat hungrily:: * Jelarthna eyes Dusty dangerously <Lisl> Dusty, don't you dare, or I'll squish you myself. <Zoya> What's he told you about that spell, Tyl? <Tyl> I'm not entirely sure where we are, actually. I missed that bit. We're in some building he called "The Zigarut" or something like that <Fastian> ::Dusty gives Lisl a somewhat sulky look, then goes back to munching on his venison:: <Bluestar> ::rubs the bridge of his nose:: Ziggurat. It's a kind of pyramid. I knew I should have given you more foreign culture books to study. * Jelarthna grabs out a quill and ink from his pouch and scribbles on one of the parchments <Bluestar> Cwalindia's all right, yes? <Lisl> Ziggurat? ::frowning:: Like from down south, Chult-way? * Jelarthna nods absently at Lisl * Michelle looks over at Zoya to see if this rings any bells with her. <Tyl> Cwal is fine now. I just told her you were safe. Congratulations, by the way OW! Well, how was I supposed to know you hadn't told him? ::turns, as if having a conversation with someone behind her:: <Bluestar> Sort of the Untheric regions, but I think Chult has something like it. * Caludicate watches the spider, the tiny individual on the bar and the amazing nature of the patrons of this new place......and then returns to stare at Lisl....sensing something about her..but not sure what it might be. * Zoya is frowning in concentration. * Bluestar gets a slightly giddy smile on his face. "I'm going to be a daddy." * Meghan smiles at Bluestar <Meghan> ::softly::Congratulations * Zoya nods. "Yes, the ziggurat is part of this spell. Damn it, we have to get you out of there, Tyl. How many others are in there with you?" <Tyl> Anyway, we've got a few days, I guess. And then, I suspect things are going to get really unpleasant. <Jelarthna> Tyl... can you send me enough of an image to teleport with? <Bluestar> ::absently:: Thank you. <Zoya> ::to Bluestar:: Only if we can get your wife out of there before this spell begins. <Lisl> ::not noticing Cal's stare, involved in her conversation:: Unther-what? ::frowns and shakes her head, muttering:: This guy has *got* to meet Gloss. Too bad he's already married.... <Jelarthna> It won't get to that. * Jelarthna looks abnormally grim and determined <Tyl> There's me, Cwal and something like several hundred slaves. <Lisl> Tyl, he took you through that portal in his basement? Is that where you are? <Tyl> ::to Lisl:: yeah... and then I spent about three days being blind after some damn spider shot light in my face. So I missed the landscaping <Zoya> Damn. ::to Jel:: Try not to jump off the horse, Jelarthna. From what we've pieced together, this guy has to be a better sorcerer than me and a better psionicist than Bluestar here to even *attempt* this spell. He'll have shields of all sorts running. <Tyl> You don't know the half of it, Zoya. He's trying to turn himself into a monster. <Lisl> ::snorts:: We've met. ::absently rubbing a hand over her short-cropped hair:: As long as I know you're in there, I can track you, I think. <Zoya> I gathered that much. What I can't make out is what *kind* of monster. <Lisl> By sacrificing blood relatives? What, he's not one already? * Bluestar shrugs. "So we don't face him. We go in, rescue Tyl and Cwallie, get back here, and one of you near-omnipotent types squashes the portal like a bug. What's to plan?" <Jelarthna> Not good... ::nods to Zoya:: I understand that, Zoya. But keep in mind that I always tended to concentrate on offensive magic. I know how to take down shields. <Tyl> ::makes a face:: from what I gather from these wretches here, it's sort of like a dragon, but worse <Lisl> Dragon? ::eyes widening:: Like what Rhys was taking about. Oh, damn... <Jelarthna> ::grins a little at Zoya now:: And I think you and I can do rather a lot together magically. <Tyl> There's a bunch of them here, and the world's a wasteland. Brother mine plans to go back to our world with his new abilities. <Lisl> Brother? He's your *brother*?? * Michelle slams a fist onto the bar, "Why did Arthur have to go and die right when we could really use him." <Lisl> ::shakes her head:: And I thought *I* had a mixed-up family life.... <Jelarthna> ::looks thoughtful at the dragon talk:: Perhaps there's a vulnerable time in there... maybe we can talk him down... <Tyl> ::coughs:: Well, that's sort of a long story <Zoya> ::to Jel, seriously:: Yes, and with Bluestar's help, we might even be able to break Tyl and Cwalindia out. But try not to get too overenthusiastic. There's no way we can take this guy out. <Jelarthna> Perhaps.. <Michelle> The point everyone seems to be over looking at the moment is that we still don't know how to get back once we've freed them. Somehow I don't think we're going to be able to convince this guy to bring us back himself. <Lisl> From what Rhys said, there *is* no vulnerable spot with these dragon-things...even the gods would fear them. They're world-eaters. <Jelarthna> ::smiles at Tyl:: you can tell me about it when we get you home. <Zoya> ::to Tyl:: He's not going to have a lot of joy out of it, Tyl; his magic will turn our world into another wasteland in pretty short order, if the scale is what I think it is. <Jelarthna> ::to Michelle:: Don't worry Michelle, I can get us home. <Tyl> Well, I certainly hope so. Part of me is here and part is there, and while it might be interesting being six inches tall for a while, there are some things I'd miss... <Michelle> Lisl, Jelarthna, Bluestar. You think you can locate Tyl'gainia once we're through the portal? <Zoya> ::nods to Michelle:: I've never seen Jelarthna's equal with portal magic. * Caludicate taps his fingers on the bar top, listening intently..... <Jelarthna> ::mutters softly:: damn, I wish I'd been able to get in touch with Xarroch... <Lisl> ::nods:: Very likely. Her...::eyeing Caludicate sidewise::...trace was all over this side of the portal. I'm sure I can pick it up on the other side. <Zoya> ::to Jel:: Though that means you'll want to save the bulk of your energy for getting us out once we've gotten them. This many people, through that many barriers, across that much space... <Tyl> ::to Zoya:: I think the plants power his magic. He'd be very strong for a while... and then, he'd move on. I think his brain cracked or something when I knocked him over here. ::shudders:: I didn't mean to, and I thought he was dead. Guess I over did it when I pushed him. <Jelarthna> It's okay, Tyl... ::smiles gently:: <Bluestar> I'll be able to track down Tyl and Cwallie once we get on the other side. <Lisl> The plants? ::glancing at Fastian:: You mean the ones that produce that drug? <Tyl> It's not okay ::stamps her foot:: this is all my fault. ::tiny little tears brim in her eyes and she shakes them away angrily:: I don't think anyone will forgive me if he destroys the world <Michelle> I guess the only question left then is what mix of skills do we want, does anyone have any equipment they want to pick up, and when do we leave. <Lisl> ::dryly:: I don't think anyone will be left to care, Tyl. <Jelarthna> ::sighs at Zoya:: you're right... I'll try to keep myself a bit calm. <Bluestar> Okay to go. <Zoya> ::to Tyl:: Yes, Rhys has heard of this thing. Their magic sucks the life out of plants and - if it's strong enough - animals and people. I don't want him leaving that world. We'll have to take down the portal as soon as we get back, and seal it. <Jelarthna> Tyl... this is *not* your fault. And nothing's going to destroy the world, and we *will* rescue you. <Zoya> ::tilts her head thoughtfully:: I can go now, if necessary. * Michelle turns to Jelarthna, "I'd offer to seal away your magic to keep you from wasting it, but I suspect that would be pretty stupid given the fight we might very well find ourselves in." <Lisl> I've got a pack of food and water in the ice box in back. ::indicating the kitchen with her chin:: Other than that, I'm already...equipped. ::grinning a little:: <Jelarthna> ::grins at Michelle:: Don't worry, Michelle. I know my limits fairly well at this point. <Tyl> I'm all tapped out, so unless I can pick his pocket, I'm pretty much baggage for a while. Everything I had went into setting this up. <Jelarthna> ::taps his head:: I just have to remember to keep them in mind. <Lisl> ::coughing loudly at Jel's statement...it sounds a little like "bullshit":: * Michelle shrugs, "I have to make a few arrangements, like what will happen to Temire if I don't make it back. But given that we're operating on a limited time table I suspect the sooner we start the better." * Jelarthna sticks his tongue out at Lisl <Lisl> ::grins back at him and makes snipping motions with her fingers:: <Michelle> So who all's coming along anyway? <Zoya> ::harumphs:: You don't have standing orders for the girl, Michelle? Should've set some up ages ago. <Zoya> Try to keep me away. * Jelarthna wriggles his tongue tauntingly for a moment to show his defiance, then withdraws it, grinning <Bluestar> I'm coming. <Lisl> ::eyeing Zoya:: You going to be okay, Zoya? You *are* grumpy. <Jelarthna> ::chuckles at Michelle:: I hope you're not directing that question at me. <Lisl> ::shakes her head:: I'll deal with *you* after, Jel. ::grinning a little:: When you're weak. <Caludicate> ::to Lisl::sounds like a risky venture you are about to embark on......one filled with much pain...and loss......I hope not for your friends... <Tyl> ::turns to Vallel:: You are NOT coming. No discussion. I'll have Michelle tie you up if you don't listen to me on this one, kiddo <Michelle> I figured I'd extend an open invitation to everyone. But it would be nice to know which member of the brood I should send along. <Zoya> ::eyes Lisl back:: Tell ya what. When we get back, I'll tell you what's in the first and least disgusting chapters of that book. Then you can imagine how much worse it gets, and find out how cranky I get when someone kidnaps one of my friends on top of that. * Jelarthna puts a comforting hand on Zoya's shoulder <Lisl> ::glancing at Cal with a trace of surprise:: Welcome to the Meade Hall, my friend. Standard operating procedure in this place. ::flexing her fist:: At this point, given what this man has done already, I'm rather *counting* on some pain being involved. <Tyl> ::Vallel makes a face:: * Jelarthna winks at Lisl and mouths "we'll see" <Jelarthna> Alright... other than the crystal spider things near the gate and the cat things, do we know anything about the dangers over there? <Zoya> ::sighs at Jel's touch:: All right, all right. <Lisl> The cat-beast probably came from there. ::grinning ferally:; I hope. * Caludicate gives Lisl a small pouch from his belt and gives it to Lisl.....put this on your weapon of preference.....it may save your life my new friend... * Meghan places her hand on Vallel's shoulder squeezing it gently knowing he would like to help <Fastian> ::turns to the small Tyl:: No 'fense meant, Mistress Quickslip, but I thinks I be too old fer that sort o' citement. and no' much use asides * Michelle looks to Lisl, "Think Yohko's appropriate for this, or would you prefer Deanna or myself go?" <Jelarthna> ::looks over at Vallel and Meghan:: Could you two do me a very important favor? <Lisl> ::raises her eyebrow higher, hefting the pouch:: If my weapon of preference isn't enough to do them in, I'm not sure what will...what is it? <Tyl> Vallel: thanks. ::he clasps Meghan's hand briefly:: I'm not up to it. ::indicates a large scar on his forehead:: I proved that well enough last time. * Meghan glances over at Jel nodding <Tyl> Vallel: Surely. What can we do? * Michelle pulls paper and pen from beneath the bar and starts writing a letter. <Lisl> ::eyeing Michelle:: Your call. We'll probably need healing, but Yohko'd be my preference for a fighting partner. ::thinks:: I don't know Deanna well. <Jelarthna> Keep watch for my friend Xarroch. He's very large, you won't be able to miss him. ::grins:: Tell him what's going on if he shows up. <Vallel> I've met him. My aunt... she's rather fond of him. They go hunting together sometimes <Zoya> ::nods at Jel's suggestion, then turns to Meghan:: Why don't you and Vallel head back to the Tower and prepare for the possibility of caring for wounded, as well. <Meghan> Sure ::smiles at Vallel:: I think we can handle that <Jelarthna> ::looks over at Lisl and Michelle:: Hmm, I would prefer you, Michelle. <Caludicate> ::to Lisl::don't worry about what it is.....just don't touch it with your fingers.....I will let you test it out in the field ::snickers under his breath:: <Lisl> ::looks at Fastian:: Think Dusty might want to go? ::grinning a little:: He might get a date out of it.... * Michelle scans the group of adventures again, "I'll go. Somehow I don't think this guys going to be relying on the kinds of defenses Yohko usually circumvents." * Jelarthna grins at Vallel * Fastian looks at Dusty for a long moment. <Fastian> He'd love to. <Zoya> ::eyes <Caludicate>: Poison? <Fastian> ::Dusty races up Lisl's arm and perches on her shoulder:: * Michelle finishes her letter and folds it up, "Meghan, gives this to Temire." * Jelarthna raises an eyebrow at Lisl and Dusty * Meghan nods and takes the letter from Michelle tucking it into a pocket in her dress <Jelarthna> New friend? ::grins:: <Lisl> ::raising an eyebrow, but nodding at Cal and pocketing the pouch:: Field-test! That reminds me...::grinning a little fiendishly as she slips 'round the bar again and locates the flame-handled tap, selecting a sturdy insulated jar from under the bar and blowing the dust off it before filling it:: I've been wanting to field-test this stuff for *some* time now.... * Bluestar begins rechecking his gear. <Jelarthna> ::looks around:: Say... anyone know where Jaret is? <Zoya> ::sighs:: Oh, and Marten will want to know where I've gone, Meghan, when he gets back from wherever he's gone this time. Try to break it to him gently. He hates missing out on the action. * Jelarthna widens his eyes and edges away from Lisl and the bar * Meghan smiles and nods at Zoya <Jelarthna> Is that what I fear it is, Lisl? <Meghan> I'll do my best Zoya <Lisl> ::grinning wide:: Damn betcha. <Zoya> ::smiles:: Thanks. <Jelarthna> ::shakes his head and grins a little:: Okay, just... stand away a bit if I start slinging spells, okay? * Caludicate grins at Zoya. <Tyl> And if someone could give me a lift? I'm travel sized for your convenience and all... * Jelarthna grins and picks up chibi-Tyl <Lisl> ::disappears into the kitchen for a moment, returning with a bulging pack that sloshes gently when it moves:: <Michelle> Just a moment. ::Michelle disappears into the kitchen.:: * Zoya closes her eyes for a moment, and a two-foot long spike emerges from the silvery manacles on her wrists. She opens her eyes and looks around. "I'm ready." <Jelarthna> ::blinks at Zoya:: What's *that*? * Bluestar looks at Zoya. "Interesting. Hope your nose doesn't itch." * Meghan stands from the barstool and turns to Vallel "Walk me home?" <Zoya> ::grins at Jel:: It's... related to Lisl's claws. I'll tell you the whole story later. <Jelarthna> ::nods:: Please! <Zoya> ::laughs at Bluestar's comment:: <Lisl> ::grins at Zoya, holding up her own hand and making a fist. The air shimmers around it, coalescing into the familiar bracer and four razor-sharp blades of one of her Claws:: A matched set, even. <Tyl> Vallel: I'd be honored to, my lady. I think I can handle it. * Meghan turns to the general group * Bluestar rolls his eyes slightly at the theatrics, and begins moving toward the door. * Caludicate looks at Lisl...not surprised..... <Jelarthna> ::grins:: Okay, but leave the bulk of the melee to Lisl and I, alright Zoya? <Meghan> I look forward to seeing you all when you ::stresses:: all return * Lisl looks after Vallel. "He's recovering well. Did she give him a decision, yet?" * Michelle returns from the kitchen dressed in bedouin robes, carrying a pack and a staff. * Meghan slips her arm through VallelŐs and turns to walk out with him <Zoya> ::laughs:: Have no fear. Do you know how close I have to get for these to do me any good? ::she lets the spike melt back into the manacle:: <Jelarthna> ::smiles at Meghan:: We'll see you when we get back. And you'll get to meet Cwal. <Tyl> ::Vallel leaves the Hall with Meghan:: <Jelarthna> ::laughs with Zoya:: <Caludicate> ::to Michelle:: hope you don't mind if I stay upstairs a while longer? <Lisl> ::giving Zoya a sidelong glance:: Oh, I've got a pretty good idea. <Michelle> Not at all. Rhys and Nacheyla will be running the place while we're gone anyway. * Lisl shoulders her pack, giving Cal a speculative glance as she steps over to join the rest of the raiding party. <Zoya> ::chuckles at Lisl's comment:: * Caludicate catches the glance.....may your claws be swift in the kill...... <Lisl> ::raises both eyebrows, and gives Caludicate a half-bow worthy of Jaret:: They always are, my friend. They always are. <Jelarthna> psst.. Lisl <Jelarthna> your nobility is showing again * Jelarthna chuckles <Jelarthna> milady * Jelarthna darts out of the Hall <Lisl> ::wrinkles her nose at Jel and aims a cuff at his head, the Claw vanishing just before her hand is about to hit him:: <Lisl> get back here, you scamp! ::sprinting out after Jel:: * Zoya follows Lisl and Jel out... * Fastian wanders up the stairs * Bluestar sighs and follows the duo out of the hall. "Children..." * Caludicate turns from the bar and disappears upstairs. <Michelle> "Alright children I'm in a hurry, so I expect you all to be on your best behavior. Now into the bath and then straight to bed with the lot of you." <Michelle> ::The various dishes waddle into the kitchen were the sound of running water can be heard. Michelle dims the lamps in the Hall and then leaves, locking the door behind her.:: |
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