You have just entered room "thereisstuff."
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: (Yay!)
PsychoQuadDuck has entered the room.
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
FFFan80 has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Ahoy)
FFFan80: (Note to self: Trillian does not beep like aim for chat invites apparently x.x)
Lithaladhwen: (*smacks Trillian*)
Lithaladhwen: (*and aim for good measure*)
FFFan80: (* what about comcast? =[ *)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh yes. They killed my internet during an RP!)
Lithaladhwen: (*smack*)
Lithaladhwen: (I have much wrath for comcast)
FFFan80: (and yet we need them too =[)
Lithaladhwen: (Aye. That's what hurts the most. T_T )
FFFan80: (So, what's going down in here?)
Syra Zemyla: (Well, I just might play my Gaera version of Zemyla.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'm going to be lurking for a bit. Need to finish using up some stuff around the house as well as some KoL business.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (....drop the 'using' in my last sentence of course.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hm. I'm torn between my half-succubus and my ninja lady.)
FFFan80: (9.< ....hmm. )
Lithaladhwen: (For the sake of keeping it clean... probably the ninja)
FFFan80: (Hmm, it's hard to pick =/ some of my characters do better in certain situations >_>; )
FFFan80: (Well, when in doubt! )
FFFan80: (* Gets his mage on *)
Lithaladhwen: (*Gets her ninja on*)
Lithaladhwen: <Myrnal Shalienza>
FFFan80: <Midoku Tornas>
FFFan80: 6_< ...let me see... we shall be in the... southern region in Inustan? Hmm...
Syra Zemyla: (Hmm. Southern Inustan works.)
Lithaladhwen: ( One sketch of many... because stuff is convenient )
FFFan80: (Er, didn't actually mean IN inustan =D; unless folks wanna do that)
Lithaladhwen: (Makes no nevermind to me. Myrnal tends to hang around Doma, but she could just as easily... not.)
Syra Zemyla: (I have a character who could be anywhere.)
FFFan80: (that was meant more for, he's planning for a future trip to said area =D; )
FFFan80: (But whatever works!)
Syra Zemyla: (Or anyone. :D)
FFFan80: (...alrighty then! )
Lithaladhwen: (I see!)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'm fine with it, although I've never RPed in Inustan yet. I'll still be out quite a while though.)
FFFan80: *Tis mid-morning in the southeastern Igalian nation of Inustan*
FFFan80: (*wishes he knew their cities* x_X)
Lithaladhwen: (http://zeke.tzo.com/rpgww/rpstuff/images/maps/map_nekogami_inustan.gif)
Lithaladhwen: (or something)
Syra Zemyla: (Hanule or Kiskele?)
Lithaladhwen: (doesn't know either one from a hole in the wall)
Lithaladhwen: (*don't)
FFFan80: (Kiskele = largest Univerity and historic church, Hanule = Foresting / Hunting town surrounded by forests)
Lithaladhwen: (foresty sounds good)
FFFan80: ( http://zeke.tzo.com/rpgww/rpstuff/gaera_places.html booyeah)
Lithaladhwen: (thanks!)
FFFan80: *In the somewhat rural town of Hanule, a blue skinned man in green robes wanders about, pondering to himself*
Lithaladhwen: *On the edge of town a woman in black with curly brown hair stands in the treeline throwing knives at a nearby tree.*
FFFan80: 9.< ...perhaps I should consult some of the local guides once Stephan wakes u...
FFFan80: ...*ears flick* o_o
FFFan80: <.<? >.>?
Syra Zemyla: <Zemyla/Alicia Ortiz>
Lithaladhwen: Knife: *thock! into wood*
FFFan80: <_>? ...must be someone chopping timber...
Lithaladhwen: *retrieves knife and steps back to throw it again*
Lithaladhwen: Knife: *thock! again!*
FFFan80: 6.< Now then... there are the supply problems.... *walks, conveniently, toward said sound!* .
Lithaladhwen: *retrieves knife and checks the edge* Hm. *smile*
FFFan80: 9.< ...too much will slow us down... yet there is the inevitability of us becoming lost at some points... if past experience has taught me anything... >_>; ...hmmm... *wander wander*
Syra Zemyla: *Arriving from the outskirts of town is a young inujin woman. She has wiry blue-gray fur and blue eyes, and is wearing camoflauge leather armor.*
Lithaladhwen: *laughs and pulls another knife out of a belt that holds another six daggers*
Syra Zemyla: *Her ears perk up at the thunking noise, and she goes over to where she heard it.*
Lithaladhwen: *throws both into the tree one after the other*
Lithaladhwen: *grins and pulls knives out of the wood*
Lithaladhwen: *sits down to sharpen them*
FFFan80: 6.< *may be passing in front of said tree? =O* We also need to verify our information... I do wish I had spent more time researching this prior...
Lithaladhwen: *looks up and throws a knife into the tree next to him* Hi. You lost?
FFFan80: .............
FFFan80: O @
Lithaladhwen: *approaches and pulls the knife out, putting it into a slot on her belt*
Lithaladhwen: *puts the other one away, too so as not to unnerve total strangers*
FFFan80: O @
Lithaladhwen: *eyebrow!*
FFFan80: ..is...there a...paticular reason....
FFFan80: o @ ...you flung a sharp object so... close in my vacinity...?
Lithaladhwen: Just saying hello. And besides, I wasn't going to hit you.
Lithaladhwen: I don't even know you. *grin*
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: >_>; I see...
Syra Zemyla: *approaches the two* ¿Como estas?
FFFan80: *tis a small person, with a steeple hat of yellow shadowing his face. Just his bright green eyes are noticable, and the wavy red hair coming outt he back and sides*
FFFan80: .....?
FFFan80: ....um.
OMG Priam has entered the room.
OMG Priam has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Uh... not a language I can help you with. Try common, please?
Lithaladhwen: (Priam!)
FFFan80: 9.<; ...no... habre... um... inustan? o_o;
Syra Zemyla: Very well.
Lithaladhwen: Great. *ignores the inujin* So... *to Midoku* You lost, or what?
FFFan80: Um, no... I was simply collecting my thoughts.
OMG Priam has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug* Okay.
FFFan80: I um... was not expecting sharp projectiles in my general direction >.>;
Lithaladhwen: Ah. Well, that's just me, I guess. By the way... *extends hand* Myrnal.
FFFan80: o.o
FFFan80: 6.6
Syra Zemyla: Very few people do.
Syra Zemyla: (Frigging lag.)
FFFan80: *shakes, with a very blue hand, a thick patch of red hair on the back*
FFFan80: Midoku
Lithaladhwen: Hi.
Lithaladhwen: And, uh... you, too. *to the Inujin* Hey.
Syra Zemyla: Greetings. I am Alicia.
FFFan80: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: *sits down and begins to sharpen a knife that is literally barbed at the end*
FFFan80: ...
FFFan80: If you do not mind my asking, is there something you seek to combat with out here?
Syra Zemyla: (Myrnal: Yes, you! *lunges*)
Lithaladhwen: Me? No.
Lithaladhwen: I just like my knives. *grin*
FFFan80: I see...
FFFan80: Well... I suppose that is a good thing.
FFFan80: (*pokes lurkers* =[)
Lithaladhwen: Oh yeah.
PsychoQuadDuck: (Still need to do more things around here.)
Syra Zemyla: Well, there are wild beasts that are dangerous when provoked out here.
Lithaladhwen: *switches to one of her other eight knives* Some attention for you, too. *said to the knife*
FFFan80: o.o
FFFan80: Really now
FFFan80: >.>? Anything in paticular?
Lithaladhwen: Really? *seems hopeful*
Lithaladhwen: Huh. Interesting. *goes back to sharpening her knife*
Syra Zemyla: Well, I saw a huge rabid bear not long ago, but fortunately, it didn't notice me.
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: o_O Rabid, you say?
Syra Zemyla: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: Really. Someone should kill it. *looks totally unconcerned*
Syra Zemyla: I was just praying that it stays away from the city.
Lithaladhwen: Well, if they have a problem with the damned thing, maybe they should do something about it.
FFFan80: ...I would think they would, being surrounded by such creatures all the time. o.o
FFFan80: (*busts out the RP crutch*)
FFFan80: ...what needs to be dead now?
Lithaladhwen: Eh. If it attacks me I'll kill it or something.
Lithaladhwen: But I'm not here to save the masses from their own diseased wildlife.
Lithaladhwen: (font color!)
Lithaladhwen: (blah)
Lithaladhwen: *sharpensharpen*
FFFan80: o.o!
FFFan80: <.<?
FFFan80: *tis a rather scowly looking human, with short brown hair and blue armor*
Syra Zemyla: (And Dan is online. Someone invite him?)
Lithaladhwen: (I will!)
A Rockin SN has entered the room.
A Rockin SN: (Give me a bit. I'll be in soon)
Syra Zemyla: (Yay!)
Lithaladhwen: *glances at the scowly man but continues with her work*
FFFan80: ...ah, Stephan, you are awake. o.o
FFFan80: ...course I'm awake, last I checked I didn't sleep walk o_ó
FFFan80: >.> I was just discussion something with this wo...
FFFan80: >_>? *interrupts* So, what's this about something that needs killing?
FFFan80: ....¬_¬;
Lithaladhwen: Animal. Apparently the locals can't seem to kill their own critters or something.
Syra Zemyla: It's a huge rabid bear.
FFFan80: ......
Lithaladhwen: Look, I have to go. I have a knife I commissioned that should be about done.
Lithaladhwen: Have to go pick it up.
FFFan80: o_ó So... have a hunter go and shoot it in the eye?
Lithaladhwen: Nice meeting everyone.
FFFan80: Um, likewise.
Lithaladhwen: *gets up and walks away*
FFFan80: Aside form the knife thing that is ^_@;
FFFan80: ....wait, what? >\/>
Syra Zemyla: Good to meet you as well.
FFFan80: ...nothing >.>;
FFFan80: ...right.
FFFan80: So, yeah, why hasn't anyone done that? o.ó
Lithaladhwen: *a shadow passes over the group and a woman with large bat wings lands near the group*
FFFan80: I mean it's just a blood be.... !?
FFFan80: *grabs Mid and throws him behind* >\/>
Lithaladhwen: ( picture: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15242869/ )
FFFan80: >_O
FFFan80: *THUNK* @_@;
Lithaladhwen: Hi, there.
Lithaladhwen: *slow smile* How's everyone doing?
FFFan80: e.e Who are you and what the hell do you want?
Lithaladhwen: *grin* My name's Quinn. And I don't really want anything in particular.
Lithaladhwen: Just saying hello. Saw you talking to Myrnal, and thought I'd say hello.
Lithaladhwen: That a problem?
Syra Zemyla: Ah, so are you related?
FFFan80: Well, you don't usually try and drop down on folks you say 'hi' to. e_e
FFFan80: @_<; ...I think I bruised something... *standing*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no. She's a friend of mine. Hadn't seen her in a while, and when we met up again... *grin*
Lithaladhwen: Anyway... Maybe you don't. But sometimes I do.
FFFan80: ......
FFFan80: Well that's bloody fantastic.
FFFan80: But what do you want? >\/>
Lithaladhwen: You seem a little jumpy. You all right? *amused smile*
FFFan80: I don't immediately trust people dropping in from nowhere. e.e
Lithaladhwen: Hm. That's all right. I don't need you to trust me. Not really.
FFFan80: .....*backs off a step*
Lithaladhwen: So, anyone else have a name besides me?
FFFan80: ...um, you require something, Miss?
Lithaladhwen: I told you. Any friend of Myrnal's is *smirk* potentially a friend of mine.
Syra Zemyla: I am Alicia. Good to meet you.
FFFan80: Give me a reason to tell you my name, and I will >\/>
Lithaladhwen: Hi. Good to meet you, too.
FFFan80: ~_~; ...please pardon him ¬_¬;
FFFan80: Being suspicious is part of our line of work.
FFFan80: *mutters* <\/< ...you don't have to tell her crap, you know...
Lithaladhwen: I understand.
Lithaladhwen: What do you do?
OMG Priam: *a massive inustani priest walks by, the typical ambulatory pile of fur standing about seven feet tall, vested in clerical robes and carrying a gilded staff*
FFFan80: Blades and Mages for hire.
Syra Zemyla: (Priam, do you have a link to the Inustani thread?)
Lithaladhwen: Nice. I don't have much of that kind of work anymore.
Lithaladhwen: Sometimes I think I'm getting too old for it.
Lithaladhwen: *looks Stephan up and down* I just try to enjoy my life at this point.
FFFan80: Uh huh.
Lithaladhwen: *looks to Alicia* So. What do you do?
Syra Zemyla: Well, I watch over the forest. What you would call a druid.
OMG Priam has left the room.
Syra Zemyla: (Darn it, Priam!)
OMG Priam has entered the room.
OMG Priam: (Anything after my last message was lost. Someone care to update me?)
Lithaladhwen: (I can)
Lithaladhwen: That's interesting. How's that going for you, Alicia?
OMG Priam: ( http://zeke.tzo.com/rpgww/rpstuff/gaera_natlhistories.html do a Find for "Inustani"--first section is history, second section is culture)
Syra Zemyla: (No, the link with the various "breeds".)
OMG Priam: (Lemme see what I can dig up)
Lithaladhwen: IM: I don't hold out much hope for the one in the hat, but at least I've got his friend's attention.
Lithaladhwen: IM: He's a cute little spitfire. I like it.
Lithaladhwen: *private smirk*
Syra Zemyla: Well, it's been quiet, other than the bear.
Lithaladhwen: Bear, huh. Causing problems?
FFFan80: .....
FFFan80: I just asked that ¬\/¬
Lithaladhwen: *pouts at Stephan* I was going to offer to kill it for her. But if you're going to be all nasty about it...
FFFan80: ...now just a minute, I asked first.
Lithaladhwen: *grin* You kill it then. *eyebrow* I'll just watch.
OMG Priam: ( http://p068.ezboard.com/frpgww60462frm4.showMessage?topicID=1406.topic )
OMG Priam: ....Bear?
OMG Priam: Dear me, why would you feel the need to kill the creature? *walks up to the group*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh hell. Priest.
Lithaladhwen: *twitches her wings in annoyance*
FFFan80: Because someone's been saying it needs to be? o_ó
Syra Zemyla: Because it is rabid.
OMG Priam: Mm, I see.
Lithaladhwen: IM: If this priest goes all "Oh, all succubi are abominable fiends" I'm going to be pissed.
OMG Priam: Perhaps it is indeed best for it to be euthanized, then.
FFFan80: IM: if this bloke gets all "We must preserve mother nature's creatures" i'm going to be pissed >\/>
Lithaladhwen: (XD)
FFFan80: Exactly
FFFan80: Now, if your people here can't seem to handle this, I'm offering our services <_<
FFFan80: *coughs*
OMG Priam: I believe I am obligated to assist you in this matter, actually.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Hm. So if I want his services I have to be at the mercy of rabid animals?
FFFan80: o_ó
Lithaladhwen: IM: That seems like an awful lot of trouble.
OMG Priam: IM: Good Lord Fideleo, these chaps are mighty defensive and hostile! I had better offer what I can, and be on my way.
Syra Zemyla: I will be willing to assist you.
OMG Priam: *chuckles a couple times,
OMG Priam: 'bowl full of jelly' references go here*
Lithaladhwen: I'll come if the gentleman over there doesn't mind me tagging along.
OMG Priam: Oh no, child. I am not cut out for that sort of work.
OMG Priam: I can, however, keep the plague from infecting you all as well.
Lithaladhwen: That's nice of you. *offers slightly clawed hand in greeting*
OMG Priam: *offers an extention of his fur, presumably a paw is under there somewhere, and shakes*
Lithaladhwen: I'm Quinn. Hi.
OMG Priam: (Dammit, Now I have to come up with a name for this fuck)
Lithaladhwen: (Ha! You poor bastard.)
OMG Priam: I am called Father Cayme.
Lithaladhwen: *smile* Nice to meet you.
PsychoQuadDuck: (When the time comes, do people mind if I extend the 'rabid bear' scenario into a character entry?)
PsychoQuadDuck: (....not as the bear, of course.)
Lithaladhwen: IM: He's nice enough. But would I really want to bother with all that fur?
Lithaladhwen: (Go for it)
OMG Priam: (I'm down with that. You know, whatever)
OMG Priam: And you fellows?
FFFan80: Well if you can name a good pr... >_@
FFFan80: *drags* We must be going, terribly sorry <\/<;;
FFFan80: Nice meeting you all *nods and hauls*
Lithaladhwen: Oh. *pout* Bye!
OMG Priam: <_<
Lithaladhwen: *fingertip wave*
OMG Priam: Godspeed.
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Syra Zemyla has entered the room.
Syra Zemyla: (WTF everyone.)
OMG Priam: (OMGHFS)
Lithaladhwen: (you miss anything, Zem?)
FFFan80: (sorry folks just... not really feeling it =/ lack of chitchat isn't helping no offense)
Lithaladhwen: (Zem!)
Syra Zemyla: (I don't know. Send me from when I talked last.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay.)
THENinjaRabbi has left the room.
THENinjaRabbi has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Zem. I'm trying to direct connect with you. Acknowledge, please.)
Syra Zemyla: (Right. It didn't beep, though. :{)
Syra Zemyla: *to Midoku and Stephen as they are leaving* Farewell.
Lithaladhwen: *taps her foot impatiently* So. Are we going to kill it or what?
OMG Priam: Do we know where the beast is?
Lithaladhwen: (Ashley: *taps her foot impatiently*)
Syra Zemyla: I know where I saw it last, and it shouldn't be hard to follow its trail from there.
OMG Priam: Quite. Since you seem to now be two men down, I suppose it would be best if I did accompany you after all.
PsychoQuadDuck: (Technically still waiting for the right cue, but now that I know it's close....)
Lithaladhwen: Well, lead on. One more day of watching Myrnal gaze lovingly at knives might kill me. I need something else to do.
OMG Priam: Here, receive this blessing.
Lithaladhwen: *looks warily at him*
Lithaladhwen: All right.
OMG Priam: *ceremoniously chants, and bonks both the others on the head with the staff*
Lithaladhwen: >_o Was that necessary? It's fine to be rough in the right circumstances, but...
Lithaladhwen: a blessing?
OMG Priam: You are now protected from the rabid plague.
OMG Priam: It is best to be safe.
Lithaladhwen: I see. So... if it bites me or the other way round... I'll be fine?
OMG Priam: *nods*
Syra Zemyla: "The other way around"? Were you planning on biting it?
Lithaladhwen: *grin* Well then. That's always good to hear.
THENinjaRabbi has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: And maybe I was. *grins widely enough to show off rather pointed teeth*
OMG Priam: Do not balk. It is a time-honored tradition of our people to take our prey down with what we are given.
Lithaladhwen: *looks with renewed admiration at him* Yeah. Exactly.
Syra Zemyla: *nods* I should have remembered that.
Lithaladhwen: *stretches her wings* So. We go? I'm getting a little antsy.
Syra Zemyla: IM: I need to do more research when I form an identity.
Syra Zemyla: Yes, let's go.
OMG Priam: You lead, and I shall follow.
Syra Zemyla: *so, Alicia leads them into the forest!*
OMG Priam: *Cayme follows!*
Lithaladhwen: *follows behind Alicia, only leering at her a little*
PsychoQuadDuck: *not long after entering the forest, Alicia should find some bear tracks*
Syra Zemyla: This is where I saw it last. Fortunately, it's not trying to be stealthy.
Syra Zemyla: We should just be able to follow it. *does so!*
Lithaladhwen: *follows*
OMG Priam: *ditto!*
OMG Priam: *by and large, is making a LOT of noise through the forest as his fur brushes up against EVERYTHING*
Syra Zemyla: *Alicia is rather more stealthy!*
PsychoQuadDuck: *what they first come across on that trail is another trail, one of blood, fur, and... feathers?*
PsychoQuadDuck: (Back in a sec.)
Lithaladhwen: Oh. This looks promising.
Syra Zemyla: *picks up one of the feathers to examine it*
OMG Priam: That is not the word I had in mind.
OMG Priam: I do hope the plague has not already spread.
PsychoQuadDuck: *the feather is a dingy white color, although in some spots it's bloodsoaked*
Lithaladhwen: Well, if it has we kill those, too. *shrug*
Syra Zemyla: Actually, I don't think birds can catch rabies.
OMG Priam: Let's hope not.
PsychoQuadDuck: *within a couple of minutes, Cayme will notice a bear starting to approach them... and that bear looks like it was attacked recently, not by a bird, but by a crazed wolf*
Syra Zemyla: (Does it appear rabid?)
PsychoQuadDuck: *the bear does, unfortunately, have all the outward traits of a rabid animal*
Lithaladhwen: (Alicia: That bear looks like it was attacked recently! But not by a bird. By a crazed wolf!)
Lithaladhwen: So, uh. Guys. Kill it?
Syra Zemyla: ...of course! *rushes in, casting a spell*
Syra Zemyla: *and goes to touch the bear*
Syra Zemyla: (Remove disease!)
Lithaladhwen: *looks up, finding a clearing in the greenery above her and flies out, landing back down behind the bear*
PsychoQuadDuck: *as Alicia gets close, the bear attempts to bite her*
Lithaladhwen: *crouches on her hands and knees, watching it*
Syra Zemyla: (Roll!)
OnlineHost: PsychoQuadDuck rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
Lithaladhwen: (We using any system in particular?)
PsychoQuadDuck: (Not as far as I know.)
OMG Priam: (I say we use Window)
OMG Priam: (just for shits)
Lithaladhwen: (Just chatsys or something?)
Syra Zemyla: (Chatsys, I say.)
OMG Priam: (kay)
Syra Zemyla: Aigh! IM: Good thing that healer protected me from disease.
OMG Priam: *chanting solemnly*
Syra Zemyla: *also chants, and touches the bear*
OnlineHost: Syra Zemyla rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
PsychoQuadDuck: *as for Quinn.... while flying over, she'll have noticed a brownish garoujin laying against a tree. The one thing wrong is, at this distance, the mass of feathers behind him*
FFFan80 has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: *leaps onto the bear's back, digging in with claws and teeth*
Lithaladhwen: *totally ignores garoujin*
Syra Zemyla: *And it is cured*
Syra Zemyla: Wait - argh.
PsychoQuadDuck: *for ease's sake, in it's once-rabid-now-just-weakened state, the bear hasn't tried to avoid Quinn*
Lithaladhwen: *really wants to kill something*
Syra Zemyla: *sighs in resignation as Quinn pounces*
Lithaladhwen: (what do I roll for that?)
OMG Priam: En nombre de Fideleo, lo hace!! *raises staff, and a box of force surrounds the bear, with which Quinn collides*
Syra Zemyla: (d6)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
Lithaladhwen: (she was already on it, Priam)
OMG Priam: (or possibly she is kept inside along with the bear!)
Lithaladhwen: (more likely. XD)
Lithaladhwen: *As she tries to spread her wings out a little, she touches the edge of the box*
Lithaladhwen: *spits out bear bits* What the hell did you do?
OMG Priam: For the love of...
OMG Priam: Child, you have just been Quarantined.
Lithaladhwen: Agh. Fine. *goes after bear again*
Lithaladhwen: (does the bear get a turn in here somewhere?)
OMG Priam: (soon as Div wakes up)
Lithaladhwen: (ah. Then we wait for hot battle action.)
PsychoQuadDuck: (At this point, I'd have said the bear is in a weak enough state that it's not going to be taking much action.)
Lithaladhwen: (hee.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Lithaladhwen: (that a miss, or what?)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'd say.)
Lithaladhwen: *gets a mouthful of fur and not much more*
Lithaladhwen: *still clinging to the bear* You know... if I'm stuck in here, make yourselves useful.
Syra Zemyla: *casting!*
Lithaladhwen: Some guy over there. *gestures*
OnlineHost: Syra Zemyla rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Syra Zemyla: *Calm animals!*
Syra Zemyla: IM: Wait, she was talking about something else.
Lithaladhwen: What the-- either let me out or let me kill it!
PsychoQuadDuck: *the bear, at this point, lies down. Whether it's exhaustion or this new calming effect is questionable*
OMG Priam: I'm afraid I cannot let you out. -_-;;
Lithaladhwen: Oh, fuck. *rolls off the bear and wipes blood off her face*
Lithaladhwen: What?
Lithaladhwen: What did you do?
OMG Priam: I told you. Quarantine.
Lithaladhwen: What exactly does that do.
OMG Priam: *sigh* You, sir. Would you mind checking out this other person that Quinn says she saw while I take her to the temple?
Syra Zemyla: *goes over to check the garoujin*
Syra Zemyla: (Sir?)
Lithaladhwen: No, I'm not going anywhere with you until you tell me what you did.
OMG Priam: (Or ma'am, I really don't know)
Syra Zemyla: (My character is female, at least right now.)
PsychoQuadDuck: *upon closer inspection, this garoujin looks like it was mauled by a bear. And it turns out that mass of feathers is a pair of badly broken wings*
OMG Priam: I'm afraid you have little choice in the matter.
Syra Zemyla: *is he still alive?*
Lithaladhwen: What the fuck did you do?
OMG Priam: *Raises staff, and begins to walk--the box of force follows the staff*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, hell. Fine.
Lithaladhwen: *follows*
PsychoQuadDuck: *the garoujin does seem alive - barely, but it is*
Syra Zemyla: *starts using heal spells on him until he wakes up*
Lithaladhwen: *cleans off remainder of blood by licking it off her hands*
PsychoQuadDuck: *it's quite a few healing spells until he wakes up. He still seems quite a bit weak and doesn't appear to notice anyone else*
Syra Zemyla: (And I have to go soon, WTF everyone.)
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and wipes her hands on her dress* So. Priest.
Lithaladhwen: (How soon?)
Syra Zemyla: (Like pretty much now.)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh. Well, toodle pip, then.)
OMG Priam: (Later)
Syra Zemyla: (Just say that I accompanied them back to the temple.)
Lithaladhwen: (with the poor garoujin?)
OMG Priam: (*godmodes*) My, another? Just set him on top of the Quarantine; I'll take him to the temple with us.
Lithaladhwen: *looks up* Huh. Interesting.
Syra Zemyla: (Yep.)
Syra Zemyla has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: Hey, Cayme. Am I going to have to participate in some ritual or something?
OMG Priam: *as the thing drags along the ground and glides gently up the stairs to the temple...* Not actually. You will probably be kept and examined for a day or two before you are allowed to go, however.
Lithaladhwen: ...
PsychoQuadDuck: *at some point along the way the garoujin mutters* I prepare for the black market to come.... I prepare for angry civilians... but the one thing I never prepare for happens.
Lithaladhwen: Why?
OMG Priam: You have been Quarantined along with the bear. While you are under the protection of Fideleo, the bear is not--and you happened to be caught in the spell.
Lithaladhwen: I-- *sigh*
OMG Priam: I cannot get in there to refresh your protection, so I cannot guarantee that you will not be infected once the protection wears off.
Lithaladhwen: Fine.
Lithaladhwen: Though I'm not going to be exchanging any more body fluids with the damned thing.
OMG Priam: *The collective enters the temple! A Barnedo priest strides up.*
Lithaladhwen: *crosses arms*
OMG Priam: Well, Father Cayme. What have you brought to us today?
OMG Priam: This bear has shown signs of the rabid plague.
Lithaladhwen: Quinn. He's brought you a Quinn. Hi. *waves*
OMG Priam: ...And she was caught in the Quarantine when it actualized.
PsychoQuadDuck: *once he finally realizes where he is* ...what the- where did I wind up now?
OMG Priam: .....and....he was found by a druid in the forest where we found the bear. He is in apparent need of medical attention.
OMG Priam: Quite a haul, Father. *snaps fingers, and two acolytes come out carrying a table-like thing*
OMG Priam: Acolytes: Sir, please have a seat. We wil carry you to the medics.
PsychoQuadDuck: *assuming that was to him, he'll seem very confused, but he will do as asked*
Lithaladhwen: *hands on her hips* I hate to be a pain, but if someone would let me out of the box, that would be much appreciated.
OMG Priam: I'm afraid that will not be possible.
Lithaladhwen: Pardon?
OMG Priam: Father Cayme, please take her to the room.
OMG Priam: Yes, sir.
Lithaladhwen: What?
Lithaladhwen: Cayme, what exactly is going on?
OMG Priam: *drags the box again, into a 'back room' of sorts, which is decorated well with murals which depict ancient history*
Lithaladhwen: Cayme.
OMG Priam: *closes the door behind him* Yes?
Lithaladhwen: Quinn to Mister Vague and Unhelpful.
Lithaladhwen: What's going on?
OMG Priam: I'm sure you've noticed that you can't get out of there. This is the intent of the Quarantine spell.
Lithaladhwen: I assumed.
OMG Priam: It is used to contain those who are infested or infected, so they cannot spread.
Lithaladhwen: So, what... the bear and I stay in here until one of us gets hungry and eats the other?
OMG Priam: No. While you are in this temple, you shall neither hunger nor thirst.
Lithaladhwen: Besides. Alicia fixed it, didn't she?
Lithaladhwen: She cast a spell on it and it seemed to chill.
OMG Priam: Did she? I saw her touch the bear but briefly, but I don't know what happened.
Lithaladhwen: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: Maybe I was just closer than you were.
Lithaladhwen: Being on the bear and all.
OMG Priam: Well, yes. The foam is still fresh on its mouth, though, so we cannot be too careful.
Lithaladhwen: ...
OMG Priam: As I said, I myself cannot dispel this. We need a High Priest for that.
Lithaladhwen: All right, fine. If you insist on throwing around spells you apparently aren't qualified to undo, that's your thing.
OMG Priam: I regret having caused you this trouble, but please be patient.
Lithaladhwen: But I need you to deliver a message for me if possible.
OMG Priam: I will do that.
Lithaladhwen: There's a woman named Myrnal around here somewhere. I don't know where she went, but if you have any weaponsmiths that specialize in knives, that's where she'll be.
Lithaladhwen: Black Nekonian uniform, brown hair, lots of knives.
Lithaladhwen: Tell her I'll be missing dinner.
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'm assuming someone had to be pulled off?)
Lithaladhwen: (What do you mean?)
Lithaladhwen: (Myrnal's another of my characters)
Lithaladhwen: (*jabs Priam with a spear*)
PsychoQuadDuck: (I had meant the sudden stoppage.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, I don't know. Priam's being gone or something. I haven't heard anything from him, so I don't know.)
Lithaladhwen: (Fuck. He's idle. Where the hell did he go?)
Lithaladhwen: (I should get his phone number from Brian so that next time I can call him. Just for shits.)
OMG Priam: (yay)
Lithaladhwen: (Hi again.)
OMG Priam: I'll take my leave, then. The High Priest will be here in a moment to begin the examinations.
OMG Priam: (Attention Deficit is Bad, Mmkay?)
Lithaladhwen: Hm. That part I can probably handle.
Lithaladhwen: Thanks.
OMG Priam: *exeunt!*
OMG Priam: Weaponsmith, specializing in knives...
OMG Priam: ...Well, there is a Dobie in this sector. He would probably know.
OMG Priam: *goes and asks said Dobie, and though he does not want to make a new character, finds out said information! It's <Some Weapon Shop>*
OMG Priam: *At <Some Weapon Shop>....*
Lithaladhwen: *peering at several exotic-looking daggers is a woman matching Quinn's description*
OMG Priam: Excuse me, sir, *talking to the smith* Would you happen to know of a ....oh, what was her name...Meer something...*spots said woman*
Lithaladhwen: IM: That one is serrated, but look at the patterns on the other. Hm. Tough choice.
OMG Priam: Well. I suppose not many people wear Nekonian outfits around here. Do you know a woman named Quinn?
Lithaladhwen: *looks up*
OMG Priam: *still is a lot of furry*
Lithaladhwen: A lot of people know Quinn. Can I help you?
OMG Priam: I believe I have a message for you, then. She says, I suppose with some sarcasm, that she will not be 'home for dinner.'
Lithaladhwen: ...Ah.
Lithaladhwen: What'd she do?
Lithaladhwen: She get in a bar fight or something?
OMG Priam: She has been....er....accidentally incarcerated.
Lithaladhwen: *wary gaze* By whom?
OMG Priam: By a badly timed spell on my part, I am afraid.
Lithaladhwen: I see. Magic can be like that.
Lithaladhwen: What are you going to do about it?
OMG Priam: The High Priests are looking into her matter by now. If all is well, she will be out by the night, but it seems more likely that she will be a bit preoccupied for a day or two, at the very least.
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* Haven't seen her since New Nekonia was razed, and now she's stuck with a bunch of religious guys. No offense, but she's not the shrine-maiden type. I can't imagine she's very happy.
OMG Priam: Regardless, we must ensure it is safe before she is released.
OMG Priam: If you would like, I can take you to speak with her. I believe this would be doable.
Lithaladhwen: If she hasn't got anything to kill or flirt with, she gets bored easily. Maybe I'll stop by at some point. Fix one problem at least.
Lithaladhwen: So... sure. That'd be fine, I guess. *sets down a knife she was inspecting*
OMG Priam: Whenever you are ready, then.
OMG Priam: I shall go back to the temple; ask for Father Cayme when you arrive.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I'm ready now. *looks back at the knives* I can always come back later.
Lithaladhwen: I'll come with you.
OMG Priam: Oh, so soon? All right.
OMG Priam: *holds door open for her*
Lithaladhwen: *looks at him kind of funny but walks through anyway*
OMG Priam: *DUN DUN DUN to the temple*
Lithaladhwen: *Oh my!*
OMG Priam: *takes her to THE BACK ROOM*
Lithaladhwen: So, you guys aren't holding onto her because she's half-succubus, are you?
OMG Priam: She's only half? I was rather wondering about that.
Lithaladhwen: She's got a good strain of it in her, so it comes out stronger than for most people. Kind of the feral branch of the family.
Lithaladhwen: But... you aren't are you?
OMG Priam: I'm not what? Half-succubus? Preposterous.
Lithaladhwen: No. You're not keeping her in your shrine because she's half-demon.
Lithaladhwen: I might have to be a little pissed if that were the case.
OMG Priam: I certainly did not imprison her with that intent, no.
Lithaladhwen: Good.
PsychoQuadDuck: (I'd try to push the scene involving my character but I'm worried I might break Priam.)
Lithaladhwen: Sorry if I seem paranoid. People can be assholes.
OMG Priam: (Might as well; helps keep me attentive)
PsychoQuadDuck: (Okay.)
OMG Priam: That is a fairly adequate way of putting it, I'm afraid.
OMG Priam: *enters BACK ROOM in particular, Quinn sitting in the exact center, with a bear near-carcass*
Lithaladhwen: *snickers* Quinn. That who you left me for?
OMG Priam: Back so soon, Father Cayme? *standing next to the force box*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, shut up. I'm not going to fuck the bear.
OMG Priam: -_-
Lithaladhwen: He tell you they're keeping me in here?
OMG Priam: o.o;;
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. You should be fine, though. Want me to hang around for a while?
PsychoQuadDuck: (Although I already did have my character take a seat on the pseudo-table the acolytes had brought out...)
Lithaladhwen: Might as well. Help to keep me entertained at least.
OMG Priam: Cayme, these circumstances are highly irregular.
Lithaladhwen: Not as much fun as what we had planned, but it's better than sitting with a half-dead bear.
OMG Priam: Yes, but this is a highly irregular situation. I believe we can afford some level of comfort for this involuntary resident.
Lithaladhwen: *looks at the priest* From what I hear, it's not her fault she's here. Don't be an ass. I can visit if she wants.
Lithaladhwen: *sigh*
OMG Priam: .....Very well. *turns to Myr* You can stay. IF! You do not disrupt the proceedings.
Lithaladhwen: *grins at Myrnal*
Lithaladhwen: (Dude. Myrnal. Calling her anything else might result in stabbity)
Lithaladhwen: Good. Thank you.
OMG Priam: (I totally couldn't remember the last half -_-;;-)
Lithaladhwen: (Myrnal: n. mer-NAHL. female ninja. character of Ashley Holmes)
Lithaladhwen: So what proceedings should I worry about disturbing?
OMG Priam: I will need silence in a few minutes, for a ritual.
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: *goes to stand in the corner*
OMG Priam: *walks about the room, lighting incense bowls*
Lithaladhwen: *represses a smirk*
OMG Priam: *And boy, does this crap STINK*
OMG Priam: *stands at the door, facing the center, and begins chanting*
OMG Priam: *lowers his head, as in prayer*
OMG Priam: *the smoke twists and winds, weaving patterns in the air like a map*
Lithaladhwen: *could not be less interested in this particular religion, but is silent*
Lithaladhwen: *watches the smoke idly*
OMG Priam: *points at Quinn and stares, with vacant eyes, as the smoke writhes painfully*
Lithaladhwen: *blinks*
OMG Priam: *watches, and seems surprised at the reaction* o.o
OMG Priam: *After a moment, he lowers his hand, and chants the same intonation, pointing and staring at the bear with similarly totally-gone eyes*
OMG Priam: *the smoke twists, forms--almost into some sort of written language, but never quite solidifies into coherency, instead wisping into nothing*
Lithaladhwen: ...*looks down at the bear*
PsychoQuadDuck: (I unfortunately must be going.)
Lithaladhwen: *plays with a knife, not really paying attention*
OMG Priam: (Okay.)
Lithaladhwen: (okay)
PsychoQuadDuck has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Every time we RP it's going to end up being just the two of us, it seems.)
OMG Priam: *lowers his head, and raises it again, with mindful eyes.* Father Cayme, please put out the incense.
OMG Priam: *silently goes about doing just that*
Lithaladhwen: *curiously raises her eyebrows*
OMG Priam: (It does seem that way. It could be that we actually use specific locales instead of generic anyone-can-enter territory. Or it could be the time of day. Or maybe our collective breath stinks.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hm. Maybe we're just too badass and scare them all away)
OMG Priam: You saw the result, did you not?
OMG Priam: (That sounds like a good solution.)
Lithaladhwen: This isn't my area of expertise. I'm waiting for official results.
OMG Priam: I did. Does it mean what I think it means?
OMG Priam: I believe so. Please be more careful with your castings in the future.
OMG Priam: I will return shortly.
OMG Priam: *exits without another word*
Lithaladhwen: Can you vague that up a little? *watches him go*
Lithaladhwen: What's the deal?
OMG Priam: >_>
Lithaladhwen: *narrows her eyes*
OMG Priam: If I'm reading the signs correctly, neither of you carries the plague.
Lithaladhwen: Okay. That's good news.
OMG Priam: Well, to be more accurate, the bear did until very recently--it still is showing in his aura, but it is fading.
Lithaladhwen: I told you. The chick fixed him.
OMG Priam: It would appear that is the case.
Lithaladhwen: So, am I still stuck here?
OMG Priam: Not for much longer.
OMG Priam: Not even a High Priest can undo the seals, you see.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Poor Quinn. I bet they're all celibate to boot. That's the only way this could get worse for her.
Lithaladhwen: The seals?
Lithaladhwen: You mean none of you are qualified to undo your spell?
OMG Priam: *nod* That is correct. It takes three to break your imprisonment, and I believe he is fetching Vicar Garan and Vicar Mukai at the moment for just that task.
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* All right. *crosses her arms behind her head and leans back on the tired bear*
OMG Priam: *It doesn't take long--the High Priest returns with a Bichon clergyman and a Nekonian dressed similarly*
Lithaladhwen: *perks up a little*
OMG Priam: *they all look at Cayme, questioningly*
OMG Priam: *nods*
OMG Priam: Let us release them, brethren. It seems the bear is in need of medical assistance.
Lithaladhwen: IM: A Nekonian. Probably a good sign.
Lithaladhwen: *grin* IM: Yeah. I bet he is.
OMG Priam: We will need silence again for a moment. *seeming to ignore the fact that it is currently silent*
Lithaladhwen: *eyeroll*
OMG Priam: *the three position themselves in an equilateral triangle with the Quarantine at center, and each raise an item: A staff, a sword, and a small bouquet.*
OMG Priam: =En Nombre Fideleo...libra los que sueño.....En Nombre Fideleo...libra los que sueño...=
OMG Priam: *each waves his implement hauntingly towards the center, and magical energies can be felt, as though trying to pull the very atoms in the middle of the room apart*
Lithaladhwen: *waits patiently*
OMG Priam: *an audible popping sound, and Quinn and the bear each fall about two inches immediately, onto the ground in lieu of the now-dispelled force containment*
OMG Priam: It is done. Thank you, Vicar Garan and Vicar Mukai.
Lithaladhwen: *looks down*
Lithaladhwen: Thanks.
OMG Priam: Anytime, High Priest.
OMG Priam: *nods silently*
OMG Priam: You are welcome, child. Our apologies for keeping you so long.
Lithaladhwen: ... no prob.
Lithaladhwen: You want me to hang around here so you can be sure I'm not crawling with disease?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Child.
OMG Priam: Father Cayme will be spending extra time devoting study to his magical practice...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I was killing shit when he was young enough to run around without pants. Call me 'child.'
OMG Priam: Oh, you need not stay, though you are welcome. The previous ritual secured that you were not disease-ridden.
OMG Priam: v_v;;
Lithaladhwen: Well... *stands* As much as I appreciate the offer... *walks over to Myrnal* I have plans.
Lithaladhwen: *represses a smile*
Lithaladhwen: And uh... don't be too hard on yourself, Cayme. You're all right. *tiny peck on the cheek* No hard feelings.
Lithaladhwen: *outright laughs*
OMG Priam: *still a bit shamed*
OMG Priam: *if his skin was showing, he'd probably be beed red*
Lithaladhwen: *grin*
OMG Priam: *beet
Lithaladhwen: So I'll see you around, Cayme. Hope you don't mind if I head on out.
OMG Priam: Now, if I may excuse myself. Cayme, please come with me.
OMG Priam: *nods* Godspeed. *curtly*
OMG Priam: *follows his superior*
Lithaladhwen: *still grinning*
Lithaladhwen: Let's go.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah.
Lithaladhwen: *to Quinn as they're leaving* You should leave the priests alone. That's not very nice, you know.
Lithaladhwen: What? There's nothing wrong with religious guys having a little fun.
Lithaladhwen: Your friend Ardam didn't have any qualms about enjoying a little free time.
Lithaladhwen: Ardam follows Kazeros. I think it's different. *smile* But at least you made an impression.
Lithaladhwen: I try.
Lithaladhwen: *and out, and away*
Lithaladhwen: <rp?>
Lithaladhwen: */
OMG Priam: </rp OMGWTF>
Lithaladhwen: </rp OMGWTFBBQ>