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2 years ago ::
Dec 31, 2010 - 12:44AM
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Date Joined:
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Kale happily takes another martini from Zignatz, and is about to take a sip when he notices the other gnome handing him something in his napkin. The curious expression on his face turns to a bit of a surprise when he sees the pass. Recognizing it right away for what it is, he almost opens it right then and there just to inspect it more closely, but recognizing someone went to fairly extreme measures for subtlety, Kale slips the napkin and pass into his vest pocket smoothly. Still Kale cannot help but blush slightly at Zignatz's comment, what must he think of me? Nothing like this has happened to Kale before, but he cannot help but wonder if this is business or pleasure. Slightly flustered he answers Krun, "Nothing, nothing. Just something a friend left for me, kind of an inside joke." He flashes Zignatz a warning glance, but realizes that he has already shown considerable tact in how he spotted and handed over the pass. "So what do you do in the great city of Tab? As my friend Zignatz here said, I am a researcher for the temple of Ioun attached to the Great Library of Strangmeet." As he continues the conversation it is obvious Kale is drinking slightly faster now trying to finish up so that he can make a graceful exit and head to the first class cabin to meet this mysterious benefactor.
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2 years ago ::
Dec 31, 2010 - 3:39AM
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"A simple mercenary, eh?" "Yeah, right. And I spend my days playing with kittens."
Dumaan flashes his teeth at the Shifter in what appears to be a smile. "I am trained to be an unseen killer. Most would call me an assassin." He pauses for a moment, waiting for the reaction the confession brings. "And I am a Tiger Gnoll. Have you ever heard the tale of how Gnolls came into this world? In short, my ancestors were the spawn of Demon-eating tigers. They stole some scraps the Demon-god Yeenoghu gave to the hyenas. We are rare, but I believe we are the superior of the two types. The stealth and swiftness of the tiger, combined with the intelligence and powers of Demons, with the vicious ruthlessness of both. Useful traits, in my profession."
The Gnoll yawns, openly displaying his deadly fangs. "This talking has made me thirsty. What do you say, shall we continue our conversation in the bar? Then perhaps later we can match blades in the excercise compartiment."
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2 years ago ::
Dec 31, 2010 - 11:22AM
#33
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Zignatz enjoys Kale's embarrassment. He thinks the chances are slim that it's a romantic assignation, but can't resist getting in a remark characterizing the humble priest as a lothario.
To Kale, with a wink, "Drink up, Kale! A gentleman never keeps a lady waiting. We'll be here when you get back to hear of the rewards you have earned with your great charm!"
He turns to Krun, "A great battlefield? really! I have an amateur's enthusiasm for such things! Is there much evidence to be seen still of this ancient battle? I find ancient battlefields absolutely fascinating. You strike me as one who knows the ways of soldiers, can you tell me any more about this battle?"
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2 years ago ::
Dec 31, 2010 - 6:16PM
#34
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Date Joined:
Jun 27, 2010
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Claw listens to Dumaan's story about his race and his profession. At the mention of going to the bar and than sparing he smiles. "A great idea, it would be good to get a bit of practice in. A drink wouldn't be to bad either." He says and gets up. He starts walking toward the bar car and starts talking again. "I'd be careful abut admitting that fact Dunamm, you never know what enemies you might have made." He says knowingly without stopping.
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2 years ago ::
Jan 01, 2011 - 4:37AM
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Sep 17, 2010
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The Gnoll laughs at the mention of enemies. "I do not fear enemies. But do not worry, I have a feeling you know how to keep that information a secret. I wouldn't mention it to the mage, for instance. Let me get my blade, before we go."
He walks over to the weapon, grasping it lightly in his clawed hand. He turns towards the teleportation circle, then pauses and looks over his shoulder. "Old man. Yeah, you, with the bearded cat. Care to join us for a drink?"
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2 years ago ::
Jan 01, 2011 - 12:17PM
#36
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Date Joined:
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Trying to look unabashed (and failing miserably) Kale says to Zignatz, "What makes you think it is a lady?" Turning away he looks directly at Krun while finishing his drink and then says "Well friends, it was nice meeting you both. I have to run but will be back later. Zignatz, we will have to talk about that paper when I get back." And so saying Kale gets up off the stool and starts making his way to the first class cabins. Once he is by himself he inspects the ticket more closely, verifiying its authenticity and figuring out which private cabin he has been given. It does not take him long to find the cabin of interest, and he opens the door hopeing for any sign of whoever sent him the ticket.
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2 years ago ::
Jan 02, 2011 - 5:54AM
#37
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Date Joined:
Oct 26, 2004
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In the Private Room
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Kale realizes he has been teleported and as he examines his new surroundings he realizes he is in a private car. Private cars are ultra luxuries and there are only 10 known to exist, usually reserved for the rulers of each kingdom. This car resembles none of the 10, as the interior is almost barren, no elaborate decorations only a table and 2 chairs. One of which is occupied by a blue skinned woman, except for her skin color you'd think she was human. As she speaks any notion of her being human vanishes, she speaks much like Ioun's messengers.
Please do not struggle. I am going to read your life young Kale. Then I will share with you a story.
Kale feels a pressence in his mind. Like someone is sifting through his thoughts.
resist
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You resist as the woman begins probing your mind and black out. When you awake the woman is gone.
don't resist
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You begin to see your entire life flash through in reverse. You meet Zignaz, board the train, then are in the library. Special care is taken during all your memories involving the ancients and the train system. As well as any knowledge involving the history of the kingdoms. After the memories stop, shortly after you recall being born, the presence withdraws and the woamn speaks again.
How woould you like to hear a story? It involves trains and ancient evils.
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2 years ago ::
Jan 02, 2011 - 10:30AM
#38
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Date Joined:
Jun 22, 2006
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In the Private Room
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Kale is awstruck by this woman who sounds to be a messenger of his god. "In Ioun's name I bid you welcome," Kale starts off formally, but can no longer hold his composure, "I doubt I am who you are looking for, I am a simple cleric. Nobody special. You honor me with your presence. I don't think you will find what you are looking for but I am honored you try." Kale sits nerviously in the chair opposite the woman and trys to open his mind to her as best he can.
"A story about the trains? I would love to hear it. Which ancient evil is it?" Realizing how stupid his question must sound to this being, he looks slightly embarised, but cannot contain his interest.
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2 years ago ::
Jan 02, 2011 - 11:10AM
#39
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Oct 26, 2004
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A Shardmind, rare in the 3rd class areas, walks through the portal and approaches Shalamar as Dumaan asks his question.
"Polite Querry: Are you Septarch Shalamar Ebonwood Asaliant. master of the Amethyst Tower? Remourseful statement: We seem to have made an error. These accomidations are not fit for your status. Request: Follow me to your first class accomidation."
The Shardmind's voice is entirely monotone, and it gestures the way it came with the last statement waiting for the mage and cat to ready themselves.
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2 years ago ::
Jan 02, 2011 - 6:28PM
#40
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Date Joined:
Jul 11, 2008
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'I believe they are advancing to the 'drinks' stage of the mating process now master. You heard the rest of their conversation I trust? Fascinating to think that the demon cat man is a rarity, imagine what could be learned should one find its way to one of the observation rooms at the academy! Why...uh oh! I didn't do it I swear master!!'
Shalamar looks up at the mental image relayed by Seer of the approaching construct to better study its movements and the glow of its crystalline structure. 'Hmm almost golem like in its mannerisms, lifeless in speech pattern and inflection.' he notes to himself as he gladly puts away the near finished thesis papers and stands. 'I really do wish these entities would learn the more common form of verbal discourse.'
Shalamar inclines his head in acknowledgement, "Polite reply to the entity’s polite query: Entity is correct in its identification of Septarch Shalamar Ebonwood Asalaint, Master of the Tower Amethyst. Relieved statement: I was hoping that the compartment assignment was made in error. Reply to entity's request: I shall follow the entity to the first class accommodation." The mage retrieved his luggage and nodded to the construct his readiness to proceed.
'Well that droning was nearly as bad as your last lecture on 'Life and Death of the Deep Gnome in the Process of the Procreation of Troglodytes.' snickered Seer as he leapt to his place upon Shalamar's shoulder.
'Can we go to the drink car later so I can continue to harra..erm..I mean my study of the two animal men master?' Seer asks as it shoots stink eye at the cat gnoll demon animal man and the cat man other thing.
"Perhaps once I have settled into my new accommodations. I'm certain to need a drink in short order if Seer doesn't cease his endless prattling." replies the mage as he follows the shardmind into the circle and vanishes, the cat sticking out a very human looking tongue at the two objects of his fascination as they vanish from view.
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