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(7:48:07 PM) Besyanteo has entered the room.
Besyanteo (7:48:20 PM): Mmm. Font.
(7:50:18 PM) SongstressEnlil has entered the room.
SongstressEnlil (7:50:26 PM): *There!*
Besyanteo (7:50:35 PM): Hey hey.
Idran1701 (7:50:36 PM): !
SongstressEnlil (7:51:16 PM): *Roit then*
Idran1701 (7:51:48 PM): Everyone good to go?
SongstressEnlil (7:51:54 PM): *Da*
Idran1701 (7:52:47 PM): Bes? :O
Besyanteo (7:52:57 PM): Mm.
Besyanteo (7:53:00 PM): Ya.
Idran1701 (7:53:06 PM): <Then we begin!>
Besyanteo (7:53:28 PM): <Solo Hablo Chino, ese.>
SongstressEnlil (7:53:41 PM): <Figuring our the Square Root and Limit of Love>
Besyanteo (7:53:58 PM): (XKCD thief. >: )
Idran1701 (7:54:04 PM): Departing the camp, Karl and Guy head off, with a good 15-20 men along with them. Not in the best of conditions, the retreat is a bit slower than they might prefer, especially in this situation.
Idran1701 (7:54:40 PM): But they're managing as best they can. The two medics weave through the group, checking to make sure no one's pulling stitches or otherwise injuring themselves any further.
SongstressEnlil (7:54:40 PM): (The Square Root of Love comes from Pixel comics, bitch! The answer is Like)
Idran1701 (7:54:54 PM): (Is that still on hiatus, by the way? :( )
SongstressEnlil (7:55:05 PM): (No idea, not checked in ages)
Besyanteo (7:55:05 PM): (Ksss.)
Besyanteo (7:55:24 PM): (This is why I open comics in a big series of tabs. If they haven't updated,)
Besyanteo (7:55:32 PM): (It's very little effort to X the tab.)
Idran1701 (7:55:43 PM): (I just use software and websites that tell me when they're updated. :D)
Idran1701 (7:55:59 PM): (Also, the other soldiers aren't yet aware of Guy's intelligence unless he's gone out of his way to let them know.)
SongstressEnlil (7:56:00 PM): (I just read them every six months or so)
Besyanteo (7:56:02 PM): (There have to be atleast a few of my comics that wouldn't be monitored that way.)
SongstressEnlil (7:56:29 PM): *Trying to keep out of the medics' way.*
Besyanteo (7:56:51 PM): *just walkin'.*
Idran1701 (7:56:58 PM): (I've got an online RSS reader, a webcomic tracking site, and a program that loads the HTML of pages I input daily and checks specific parts of it for changes from the last check. I can link you to the latter if you'd like.)
Besyanteo (7:57:28 PM): (We'll mess with that later, when you can educate me on how to use it.)
Idran1701 (7:57:43 PM): (Sure. :D)
Idran1701 (7:58:08 PM): The group's covered most of the trip to the portal now, after about a half hour's travel.
SongstressEnlil (7:58:45 PM): *Might well get drafted into helping a guy stagger along now* It's only a short way, now.
Idran1701 (7:58:53 PM): Guy can just barely make it out from here in the moonlight; it's only another minute or two away at this speed.
Idran1701 (7:59:40 PM): Halfeld's second heads up to Karl, indeed recruited as a makeshift crutch. ...You're sure about this?
Besyanteo (7:59:44 PM): IM: I suppose they could use encouragement. But... Better to keep quiet.
Besyanteo (7:59:57 PM): IM: They find me disturbing.
SongstressEnlil (8:01:38 PM): If nothing else, this takes some of the advantage away from the enemy. If we're lucky, we'll completely slip away, and you'll be able to recuperate in civilization.
SongstressEnlil (8:01:55 PM): IM: Not to mention that Bytopia may well wreak havoc on some of the enemy's magic.
Idran1701 (8:01:58 PM): *nods* Halfeld didn't say much about this escape plan...
Idran1701 (8:02:05 PM): It's reliable, though?
SongstressEnlil (8:02:09 PM): *Nods*
SongstressEnlil (8:02:26 PM): More certain than the previosu plan.
Idran1701 (8:03:20 PM): *nods* All right. I'll trust you on this.
Idran1701 (8:03:43 PM): (d20 from Guy)
SongstressEnlil (8:03:48 PM): *Looking about for the gate site, now*
Idran1701 (8:03:53 PM): (Also from Karl)
OnlineHost (8:03:54 PM): Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
OnlineHost (8:04:28 PM): SongstressEnlil rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Idran1701 (8:04:45 PM): *...Nothing yet*
Idran1701 (8:04:58 PM): *It looks familiar enough to Karl, though...well, as familiar as flatland can be*
Besyanteo (8:05:20 PM): *his ears perk and he suddenly looks back, behind them*
Besyanteo (8:05:30 PM): ... Something comes. Fast.
Besyanteo (8:05:33 PM): Blood.
Besyanteo (8:05:42 PM): *without waiting, he runs off to meet it*
Idran1701 (8:05:49 PM): *stares!*
Idran1701 (8:05:54 PM): ...Did he just...
Idran1701 (8:06:02 PM): *Guy runs off behind them!*
SongstressEnlil (8:06:05 PM): Oh dear. Yes. Defensive positions, now!
SongstressEnlil (8:06:28 PM): *This to second, not a general order*
Idran1701 (8:06:38 PM): *It doesn't take long before he spies it...a mounted platoon riding up, under cover of darkness. Their armor's been blacked, Guy can hardly make them out himself.*
Idran1701 (8:06:48 PM): *nods* You heard him, take position!
Besyanteo (8:06:56 PM): IM: ... Shit. We've been discovered.
Idran1701 (8:07:02 PM): Keep on the retreat, though...maybe we can make it to this escape in time.
Besyanteo (8:07:10 PM): (*check spell list*)
Idran1701 (8:07:20 PM): (Up to you at the moment, remember. :O)
Idran1701 (8:07:24 PM): (Two first-level slots used so far.)
Besyanteo (8:07:48 PM): (... Oh this should be wonderful. And it's my only chance to use it.)
Besyanteo (8:08:02 PM): (Maximilian's Earthen Grasp on the lead rider's mount. With luck,)
SongstressEnlil (8:08:06 PM): ( :D)
Besyanteo (8:08:08 PM): (it should cause a pile up)
Idran1701 (8:08:27 PM): *Guy casts!*
Idran1701 (8:08:48 PM): *shortly, the hand erupts up, grasping at the horse*
OnlineHost (8:09:17 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Besyanteo (8:09:24 PM): (?)
SongstressEnlil (8:09:29 PM): This way, this way! *Leading peoples!*
Idran1701 (8:09:36 PM): (Saving throw. :O)
Besyanteo (8:09:41 PM): (Ah.)
SongstressEnlil (8:09:47 PM): (Oh snap)
Idran1701 (8:09:50 PM): ((High is success for those.))
Besyanteo (8:09:55 PM): (Aw.)
Idran1701 (8:09:57 PM): *...it's just short of grabbing the horse, but it's slightly slow*
Idran1701 (8:10:06 PM): (Luckily, Earthen Grasp has a duration and multiple tries!)
Idran1701 (8:10:13 PM): (Unluckily...)
Besyanteo (8:10:18 PM): (Does he have to stay to channel it?)
Idran1701 (8:10:25 PM): (Nope.)
Besyanteo (8:10:34 PM): *he bolts back towards the group*
Idran1701 (8:10:52 PM): *the rider spots it, shouting to the others* ...They've still got a caster!
Idran1701 (8:11:11 PM): Watch yourselves, men!
Besyanteo (8:11:12 PM): IM: Nothing for it now.
Idran1701 (8:11:27 PM): *the others hear these shouts as well, backing up slowly, weapons out and ready*
Besyanteo (8:11:37 PM): (... Hn. Summon Swarm probably owuldn't matter greatly.)
Idran1701 (8:11:48 PM): *Karl and Guy can just barely hear the crackle of the portal behind them*
SongstressEnlil (8:11:48 PM): IM: Hmmm. I wonder if I can play upon that. Or...
Besyanteo (8:11:49 PM): (... ah. They slowed down. =D)
Besyanteo (8:12:02 PM): *Well, it's worth a shot. Summon Swarm on those fuckers.*
Idran1701 (8:12:05 PM): (Oh, whoops. Your side's going slow.)
Idran1701 (8:12:15 PM): (Theirs is still rushing. Sorry.)
Besyanteo (8:12:29 PM): (Yarr. Hm.)
Besyanteo (8:12:37 PM): (Pervy! Oppinion!)
Besyanteo (8:12:50 PM): (Do biting and stinging insectsm atter to mounted men in the middle of a charge?)
SongstressEnlil (8:13:10 PM): (It's not fun to get a bug in your eye while charging)
Besyanteo (8:13:17 PM): (Hm, good point!)
Besyanteo (8:13:33 PM): *he still does it, though it's a last ditch attempt at group deterence*
OnlineHost (8:13:43 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
SongstressEnlil (8:14:07 PM): *To the commander, quietly* I'm going to try to buy us some time. Ignore my deceptions, just retreat. Do you hear the gate?
Idran1701 (8:14:22 PM): *As Guy casts, the hand erupts up from the earth once more, this time gripping the horse tightly*
OnlineHost (8:14:36 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Idran1701 (8:14:57 PM): *the rider's just about flung off, but he holds tight, just barely keeping his grip as he begins to dismount and head forward on foot*
Besyanteo (8:15:02 PM): IM: One more thing I can do...
Idran1701 (8:15:04 PM): *meanwhile, his casting completes...*
Besyanteo (8:15:11 PM): IM: If I have time...!
Idran1701 (8:15:20 PM): (Where's he centering it? :O)
Idran1701 (8:15:25 PM): (10-ft. cube.)
Besyanteo (8:15:38 PM): (Front line of the charge on back. He wants to hurt riders and spook horses.)
Idran1701 (8:15:45 PM): (*nod*)
SongstressEnlil (8:15:52 PM): (Music: Battle with Zeromus)
Besyanteo (8:15:57 PM): (Ha)
Idran1701 (8:16:00 PM): (And let's see what swarm he makes. :D)
SongstressEnlil (8:16:17 PM): *Does commanderson seem to have heard Karl?*
OnlineHost (8:16:25 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 100-sided die: 28
Idran1701 (8:16:31 PM): *he has, and nods, continuing on back*
Besyanteo (8:16:37 PM): (... oh man.)
Besyanteo (8:16:43 PM): (And they're in a cube? =D)
SongstressEnlil (8:17:04 PM): *Moves toward the oncoming riders, drawing out a particular short sword*
Idran1701 (8:17:09 PM): (Not a giant cube of them, but that's the max area. That would be awesome, though. :D)
Besyanteo (8:17:21 PM): ("OH GODS! IT RAINS RATS!")
Idran1701 (8:17:25 PM): *...burrowing up from the ground, a line of rats emerges, charging towards some of the riders*
Besyanteo (8:17:31 PM): (Klaus: ... *suddenly feels all warm and fuzzy*)
OnlineHost (8:17:41 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
SongstressEnlil (8:17:43 PM): *This he holds holds up, so that its symbol glitters in the night.* YOU FOOLS! YOU'RE ATTACKING YOUR OWN MEN!
Besyanteo (8:17:45 PM): IM: ... o_o; Well, that wasn't what I had in mind.
Idran1701 (8:18:18 PM): *The horses neigh, but most hold their ground, stampeding through them. Two get spooked, though, breaking off and charging into the night.*
Besyanteo (8:18:26 PM): (*now has the rock version of battle with Zeromus on*)
Idran1701 (8:18:27 PM): (And brb, need to grab dinner. :D)
Besyanteo (8:18:31 PM): (AHHHG)
Besyanteo (8:18:33 PM): (x.x)
Besyanteo (8:18:57 PM): (Also: I have one last trick left, when I get a chance to use it. ... If Pervy's plan fails.)
SongstressEnlil (8:19:13 PM): ( :D)
Idran1701 (8:21:56 PM): (Back. :D)
Idran1701 (8:21:58 PM): (Sorry about that.)
Idran1701 (8:22:20 PM): *mangled rat corpses twitch on the ground alongside some still-scurrying living sorts, as the horses approach*
Idran1701 (8:22:31 PM): *upon Karl's shout, though, some of them hold still, wavering ever slightly*
Besyanteo (8:22:48 PM): *... waits. For now.*
Idran1701 (8:22:55 PM): *and from behind the front, there's a voice familiar to Guy* ...What is this nonsense?
Idran1701 (8:23:44 PM): *the others continue their slow retreat as the line parts, the main set slowing to a trot while the robed leader heads forward cautiously, with a suspicious gaze* ...Where did you get that?
Besyanteo (8:23:49 PM): (Eh?)
Idran1701 (8:23:55 PM): (The guy in charge from his spying.)
Besyanteo (8:24:00 PM): (Ah.)
Idran1701 (8:24:03 PM): (The one that talked to the blue guy. :O)
Besyanteo (8:24:17 PM): *he slinks his way to Karl*
Besyanteo (8:24:34 PM): *trying not to be... well, visible*
Idran1701 (8:24:48 PM): Name yourself, or we shall strike.
Besyanteo (8:24:56 PM): *and, he says quietly* That is the leader... from the planes...
Idran1701 (8:25:13 PM): (d100 for Guy)
OnlineHost (8:25:29 PM): Besyanteo rolled 1 100-sided die: 22
Besyanteo (8:25:33 PM): (Whee?)
SongstressEnlil (8:26:07 PM): I'm Titian Vhar, the Kazerian bade me infiltrate the enemy with these men.
Idran1701 (8:26:55 PM): ...Titian Vhar? Of what caste?
SongstressEnlil (8:27:28 PM): There's no time for this! Go, before the rebels find out who we are!
Besyanteo (8:28:54 PM): *mentally prepares to cast again*
Idran1701 (8:29:11 PM): ...*he signals, and the men raise their arrows, some at the retreating "rebels", but a slight few at Karl* We shall overcome them easily enough. Tell me, what caste? The Planners, the Architects, the Weavers?
SongstressEnlil (8:31:35 PM): *Puts on the best angry growl he can.* Are you trying to humilate the Kazerian? One the prophecized has found a way back, there is no time for this silliness! What you are doing is not the whole of this war!
Idran1701 (8:32:48 PM): ...Found a way back? The prophecized? What nonsense is...this is some sort of trick!
SongstressEnlil (8:32:58 PM): IM: Dear Mauthe, if you are feeling up to it, I would not complain if you struck these monsters down.
Idran1701 (8:33:09 PM): *and he begins muttering...spellcasting!*
Besyanteo (8:33:14 PM): *casts*
SongstressEnlil (8:33:22 PM): Does this convince you? *holds up the hand with the ring in it* Go!
Besyanteo (8:33:22 PM): *as described via IM*
Idran1701 (8:33:40 PM): *a pair of missiles streak from Guy, shooting towards the back of the horse line*
OnlineHost (8:33:44 PM): Idran1701 rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Besyanteo (8:33:52 PM): IM: upset his horse... break his concentration...
Idran1701 (8:34:01 PM): *this is much more successful at stirring up some havoc, as a good half-dozen horses bolt*
Besyanteo (8:34:15 PM): IM: Mass confusion, please?
Idran1701 (8:34:16 PM): *...unfortunately, not the robed one's horse, who seems more used to the nature of magic*
Idran1701 (8:34:35 PM): *it's still upset, though...just an instant too late, as a burst of flame strikes out at them*
Besyanteo (8:34:51 PM): *he takes this chance to jmup,*
SongstressEnlil (8:34:57 PM): *Leaps back*
Besyanteo (8:34:58 PM): *and shield Karl from the blast*
Besyanteo (8:35:16 PM): *Already being dead has to have some advantages, right?*
Idran1701 (8:35:24 PM): *Guy takes the brunt of it, but Karl can feel the heat at him*
Idran1701 (8:35:40 PM): *...Guy feels pretty well toasted, but he's still conscious. Barely.*
Besyanteo (8:35:53 PM): *he whines*
SongstressEnlil (8:36:07 PM): MEN! ATTACK!
Besyanteo (8:36:13 PM): *quietly, but firmly* escape.
Idran1701 (8:36:19 PM): *arrows begin shooting out, at not just them, but the whole lot* You think you can trick a servant of the Kazerian?
Idran1701 (8:36:38 PM): The one who has discovered the secrets of that which distorts the land to this day?
Idran1701 (8:36:55 PM): The one who even now rampages over the land?
SongstressEnlil (8:36:56 PM): *If he still has his staff, then its going into the guy's belly*
Idran1701 (8:37:06 PM): (Roll!)
OnlineHost (8:37:15 PM): SongstressEnlil rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Idran1701 (8:37:40 PM): *arrows begin shooting back at the Kazerian's forces from the Bremen army, striking a few and knocking them down*
SongstressEnlil (8:37:50 PM): (Man, I don't think you'll need to railroad us too much today. Priam's got you covered)
Besyanteo (8:37:58 PM): (Heh)
Idran1701 (8:38:18 PM): *but while Karl just misses his target in the darkness, arrows shoot back as well, and he can hear more than a few struck by the shafts, their tips glittering black in the moonlight*
Idran1701 (8:38:20 PM): (Heehee. :D)
Idran1701 (8:39:02 PM): ...Back! Everyone, fall back! Let's make it while we can!
SongstressEnlil (8:39:36 PM): IM: Need to buy some more time...
Idran1701 (8:39:51 PM): *more spellcasting starts up, as the Bremenites fall back*
Idran1701 (8:40:07 PM): *Guy's still in pain, but he can stand; he's shaken off the worst of it*
Besyanteo (8:40:25 PM): *he gets up, and starts for the portal*
Besyanteo (8:40:53 PM): IM: Flee, dammit! There's nothing we can do now!
SongstressEnlil (8:41:14 PM): *Falling back as well.*
Idran1701 (8:41:34 PM): *the spell completes...and nothing happens at first.. Until there's a flash of light from...all around them*
Idran1701 (8:41:47 PM): *Bright white, that takes everyone by surprise*
SongstressEnlil (8:41:59 PM): Gah!
Idran1701 (8:41:59 PM): *blinking* ...This damn Distortion...keep shooting!
Idran1701 (8:42:19 PM): *meanwhile, Guy dashes towards the portal...which is crackling a bit more than it had been*
Besyanteo (8:42:51 PM): IM: This had better work... They'll be more confident if I go in first.
Besyanteo (8:42:57 PM): *He'll try to leap in*
SongstressEnlil (8:43:02 PM): *Momentary glance back. How is the retreat going?
SongstressEnlil (8:43:15 PM): *From a glance, that is*
Idran1701 (8:43:51 PM): *Guy leaps, just as a jagged bolt of...portal strikes him, holding him in place in the air briefly*
Idran1701 (8:44:12 PM): *it's not going great...he's just in time to spot Guy as he's nicked by one of the dark arrows*
SongstressEnlil (8:44:30 PM): (As Guy is? Or as Karl is himself?)
Idran1701 (8:44:38 PM): (Guy's nicked, sorry.)
Besyanteo (8:44:48 PM): (I understood it~)
Idran1701 (8:44:51 PM): (:D)
SongstressEnlil (8:44:59 PM): IM: Need more time!
Idran1701 (8:45:01 PM): *Guy can feel the wound, and things are starting to get a little fuzzy...*
Besyanteo (8:45:18 PM): IM: Nng... What...? No...
SongstressEnlil (8:45:28 PM): *Where is leaderman now? Still mounted, still at the head of things?*
Idran1701 (8:46:20 PM): *Karl looks for him...and spots him charging forward, towards the rebels that just now are starting to slip through, some hitting bolts of portal, others managing to make it...*
Idran1701 (8:46:25 PM): *...though the portal reacts strangely to their transit, almost...doubling?*
Idran1701 (8:46:51 PM): *spreading and then recollapsing, as if something's wrong with the portal itself as they pass*
Besyanteo (8:47:27 PM): (Is guy still suspended in the air?)
SongstressEnlil (8:47:29 PM): *Tries to intercept the leader, and jam his staff between the horse's legs*
Idran1701 (8:47:30 PM): (Guy can spot the second in command, one of the medics, and a couple of soldiers slipping through; the others so far keep getting hit by the portal and paralyzed for an instant.)
Idran1701 (8:47:43 PM): (And no, that was just for a bit, like he had all the momentum sucked out of him as he leapt.)
Idran1701 (8:47:57 PM): *Karl jams his staff forward!*
Idran1701 (8:47:59 PM): (d20!)
OnlineHost (8:48:07 PM): SongstressEnlil rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Besyanteo (8:48:15 PM): (Hm. ... I don't suppose his profession lets him know soemthing about this kind of thign? Portals?)
SongstressEnlil (8:48:19 PM): (*IMs Priam*)
Idran1701 (8:48:31 PM): (Guy's profession?)
Besyanteo (8:48:42 PM): (Dimensionalist. And does 2e allow for spontaeneous spell type stuff? Trying to manipulate arcane energies?)
Idran1701 (8:48:58 PM): (The latter, afraid not. The former, though...hmm. You make a good point.)
Idran1701 (8:49:06 PM): (Give me a Int/Knowledge check. :O)
OnlineHost (8:49:29 PM): Besyanteo rolled 1 3-sided die: 3
Idran1701 (8:49:34 PM): (d20, this.)
Idran1701 (8:49:38 PM): (Stat check.)
Besyanteo (8:49:39 PM): (ah, right)
OnlineHost (8:49:43 PM): Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Besyanteo (8:49:47 PM): (Well then.)
SongstressEnlil (8:50:41 PM): (Guy: *Detects Iocaine powder by smell*)
Besyanteo (8:52:01 PM): Keep... trying... *his ears and tail sag*
Besyanteo (8:52:14 PM): Get through... Safe...
Idran1701 (8:52:17 PM): *as Karl tries to trip the horse, it canters over his staff*
Besyanteo (8:52:21 PM): *he tries to jump again*
Idran1701 (8:52:24 PM): *...and he feels a nick in his side*
Idran1701 (8:52:34 PM): *things are getting kind of fuzzy for him too now...*
SongstressEnlil (8:53:00 PM): IM: Hells... *Dashes for the gate now. Better to go down with a chance to escape.*
Besyanteo (8:54:12 PM): IM: Focus... My mind... not theirs... ... Whose?
Besyanteo (8:54:18 PM): IM: They...?
Idran1701 (8:54:18 PM): *meanwhile, at the portal, Guy leaps again...just barely caught now in another bolt*
Idran1701 (8:54:45 PM): *and Karl...things begin to slip...his journal? Not much time...*
Idran1701 (8:55:02 PM): *meanwhile, Guy begins to lose focus...not mind control...memories? Brainwashing?*
SongstressEnlil (8:55:06 PM): IM: What's happening? *Trips.*
SongstressEnlil (8:55:13 PM): *Falls.*
Idran1701 (8:55:22 PM): *He's beginning to lose things...he's got to fight to keep from losing too much...*
SongstressEnlil (8:55:45 PM): IM: Orthus? Othrys? ...Oh hells.
Idran1701 (8:55:48 PM): *more soldiers are being hit, falling from the mental onslaught...*
SongstressEnlil (8:56:29 PM): *Tries to get to his journal, despite wounds.* IM: For the others... What was it? Athas?
Besyanteo (8:57:25 PM): IM: How did I get here?
SongstressEnlil (8:57:29 PM): *Not having time to fumble with ink, a bit of blood from that wound will do. And a finger instead of a quill*
Besyanteo (8:58:12 PM): IM: I can't focus, and I'm hurt... Got to get away and figure it out later.
SongstressEnlil (8:58:14 PM): IM: Kazerian forces origin: Tall, blue-skinned. What else? How did they come?
SongstressEnlil (8:58:39 PM): *Writes* IM: Kazerian knows something about the Impulses?
Besyanteo (8:58:41 PM): *tries one more time, forgetting that he's failed at this twice already*
Idran1701 (8:59:10 PM): *things are slipping for Karl...he can't remember much more than one thing...danger, run, escape*
SongstressEnlil (8:59:29 PM): IM: What else? What else? What were they bringing? *Starts to write again, stops.* No! *Runs for it*
Idran1701 (8:59:47 PM): *Guy leaps forward, just as Karl jumps...and this time, they make it!*
Besyanteo (8:59:58 PM): IM: I wonder what Karl's world will be like...?
Idran1701 (9:00:10 PM): *they tumble through, heading through the dark passage...it seems longer than the first time to Karl...*
Idran1701 (9:00:16 PM): *Eventually, they stumble out of the portal, Karl falling almost flat on his face as he does. Their vision takes a bit of time to adjust, as it seems to be the depths of night on this end...*
Idran1701 (9:00:21 PM): *...And the trip must have taken a lot out of them, they feel pretty sore at the moment, both...even in a bit of pain*
Idran1701 (9:00:26 PM): *eventually, their vision adjusts, and they look around...at almost exactly the same scene they left*
Idran1701 (9:00:30 PM): *They're back in the forest outside the portal, in the dead of nightfall*
Idran1701 (9:00:59 PM): *...and things start to fade for Karl in a different manner...*
Idran1701 (9:01:13 PM): *...oh, his back's sore...he's hunched over the crystal ball*
SongstressEnlil (9:01:35 PM): *Shakes his head.* IM: Arrows! That's what they were bringing!
Idran1701 (9:02:07 PM): (Ha, that wasn't robed-guy's font, that was mentalist's. Okay, I'll bold it here to avoid confusion.)
Idran1701 (9:02:17 PM): ...Well, that was...interesting.
SongstressEnlil (9:02:20 PM): *Looks about, readjusting to being in the present.*
Idran1701 (9:02:37 PM): *his hand's a little achy from clutching those two copper handholds for so long too*
SongstressEnlil (9:02:37 PM): Interesting? *blinks* Did you see?
Idran1701 (9:03:08 PM): ...I don't know if you've ever tried it, but it's not the easiest of tasks to rebuild a memory from tatters blind.
SongstressEnlil (9:03:30 PM): *Lets them go, and shakes his head again to chase out the cobwebs* I've not. Thank you, though.
Idran1701 (9:04:49 PM): Yes, well then. It looked like that wolf fellow lost his too? And I suppose you'll want his repaired as well?
SongstressEnlil (9:05:11 PM): Yes, he'll be along in time.
Idran1701 (9:06:58 PM): *nods* Very well. And I hope this is it?
SongstressEnlil (9:07:17 PM): Yes. Thank you. I'll leave you in peace, now.
Idran1701 (9:07:42 PM): You do that. Door's to your left.
SongstressEnlil (9:08:00 PM): *Goes left!*
Idran1701 (9:08:04 PM): *mutters as Karl leaves* Phoenixes...by Sseth, never again...
SongstressEnlil (9:08:27 PM): IM: The Harmonium! How did he trick them into getting involved?
SongstressEnlil (9:09:11 PM): IM: ...Fell needs to know. Perhaps he has followers that have ties to the Harmonium?
SongstressEnlil (9:09:17 PM): *Stumbles out.*
SongstressEnlil (9:09:38 PM): *And looks for a bench to collapse upon and collect his thoughts*
Idran1701 (9:11:03 PM): (And anything further tonight? :O)
SongstressEnlil (9:11:12 PM): (Don't fink so, on this front)
Idran1701 (9:11:16 PM): </RP!>
Besyanteo (9:11:36 PM): </ham>
Besyanteo (9:11:43 PM): That was fun. :o
SongstressEnlil (9:11:47 PM): *Priam wouldn't let me trip a horse, I am somewhat disappointed.*
Idran1701 (9:11:49 PM): I'm glad!
Idran1701 (9:11:56 PM): And yeah, sorry, Pervy. :D
SongstressEnlil (9:12:03 PM): *And indeed, Bes. You harried a group of riders successfully!*
Besyanteo (9:12:11 PM): Yay!
Idran1701 (9:12:17 PM): That was pretty awesome. :D
Besyanteo (9:12:19 PM): IT only took three tries. XD
Idran1701 (9:13:15 PM): I was hoping for bats from the Summon Swarm spell, myself.
Idran1701 (9:13:19 PM): That would have been great.
SongstressEnlil (9:13:30 PM): *Hahahaha :D*
Besyanteo (9:13:44 PM): "Fire Sto- MMMPH! *bat in mouth*"
(9:18:55 PM) SongstressEnlil has left the room.
(9:40:01 PM) Besyanteo has left the room.