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No...but there's a Passage of Rhyos about three hundred miles to the south-west.

"No, what I look for is a Potion, said to be able to restore that which never was, in my case, Male beauty." Roy says.

He takes off his mask, and that which is underneath is utterly hideous. He expects everyone to flee in terror.

"This is why I wear a mask. I was born this way. I do not wear a mask to hide my identity, but to hide the ugliness that is my face." Roy said as he put the mask back on.

" I will try that Passage though, maybe it will help me find the potion." Roy says. He turns, and walks off, South-east.

"Roy, wait. Why search for a potion, when you can speak to one of our medics? Mithdelmar's only a hundred miles from here."

"I would love to. I have asked Medics creation over, and they said it was impossible. I fear asking the Gods because I don't want to be told its impossible." Roy said. He turned and walked back towards Arel.

With the elven grace common to all her people, Arel stood again on her glider and waited for him to step on.

Roy stood on the craft, with all the grace his unknown heratidge could muster.

OOC: Be back ion a few minuets.

They blazed into Mithdelmar, and when they touched down, the glider wrapped itself around Arel's waist in a sort of silver belt. She climbed ahead of him into the temple and spoke to one of the medics.

A different medic came and looked at Roy a few minutes.

"It will be a long and somewhat uncomfortable process, but I believe we could do as you ask."

OOC: I see shades of Phantom of the Opera.

"The Pain is little compared to the pain of being alone for 17 years. All I want, is to be as handsome as I was once supposed to be. However, some sort of an accident while I was still a Baby prevented that." Roy said.

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Kajeenith was active inside his statue. The offerings were coming closer.

He thirsted for Blood. He thirsted to take the innocence from a Mortal soul, Torture them in ways no Mortal could comprehend, and finally sacrifice them to himself to give himself more power. He was truely dark, completly twisted, and unliked by everybody. He was the sort of Dark God Other Dark Gods stayed away from, lest he do to them and worse, as he does to Mortals. Kajeenith didn't care. He wanted to spread Chaos and disorder bound by Law. He wanted to spread Famine, Plague, Warfare, Rape, Murder, Mistrust, he wanted to destroy the Mistakes known as Mortals. He would torture them all for the crime of existing. But first, he must destroy him, he must destroy his old friend Warfare. He needed revenge. He needed the offerings.

The Gray Class starts to take him away.

A -- "I'll check back in about a week, okay?"

"Okay."Roy says. During his stay there, he'll sing when he can, tell stories when he can, but mostly play happy uplifting tunes on his Lute.

The Gray Class mages do some bone reshaping, then repair damage to the skin, and finally replant hair follicles. It is very uncomfortable, and/or painful, but when, six days later, they show him himself in the mirror, he's well on his way to looking like a normal human being.

Roy manages a painful smile.

The next day, a spinning combo of five brightly-colored balls make their way into his room, just ahead of Arel.

"So, feeling better?"

"I'm so happy, I don't need my Mask any more." Roy says, his mask laying to one side. Brown hair and brown Eyes are the result, as well as normall human features, with bits of Orc, Elf, Dwarf, Gnome, and Halfling showing here and there.

"I'm a mixture of many species, so, I look quite silly sometimes." Roy says. He notices the colored balls.

"I lost my balls. I miss placed them somewhere over the course of the week." Roy says.

Ask a Gray Mage for them when you're released. They don't lose anything around here.

*She adds in another -- lime green and fuschia in color*

"Okay." Roy says.

He begins humming a melody. It is strange, and unusual. One never before heard.

She continues juggling, pulling stunts -- putting some in, pulling some out, tossing them oddly...she doesn't look at them at all. She eventually gets up to eleven going at once.

Roy nods. He repeats himself. This time adding Lyrics.

"We were at the Carnival Fair
Beneath the the big star.
You were looking at me, I was looking at you.
We felt the moment, We felt the passing of the seconds.
We were close, we were together, seperated by the crowd.
I was walking towards you, you were walking towards me, to be together.

Together, Together.
We were there, under the stars above.
We had all night, we were in love.
Together, forever. We were in love,
Together forever.

You came into my arms, I said I've needed you so.
You said we'll be together.
We felt the passing of the seconds.
And came the passing of the days, we were inseperable.
I proposed a marriage, and you said yes.

I Promised we'd be together, together
we were there, under the stars above.
We had all night, we were in love.
Together, forever. We were in love,
Together forever.

Years have passed, now today I say goodbye.
To ashes and to dust, in the cold ground you'll lie,
under the stars above. Wait for me, eventually, we'll be together,
Roaming the heavens above.

Together, Together
We we'll be there, among the stars above
We'll have all night, we're in love,
Together, Forever, We're in so much Love
Together Forever,

Together, Forever." Roy sang.

OOC: Yes, I just wrote that myself. Songwriting is not my strong suit, but this is better than my first attempt, by a long shot.

ooc: good song

OOC: Not a bad attempt. I need to find the one I wrote...it was a long time ago, lol.

IC:
As the song ended, she caught the balls, somehow managing to hold six in the one hand and five in the other.

"You've got a good voice." She then looks and sees that she has managed what should be impossible for her size hands.

"Oh, score."

OOC: Thank you both.

IC: "Good Job, and thank you, I train my voice regularly, and know a few spells to do near perfect impersonations of the voices of others." Roy said.

A little green flashed around his throat.

"See, I do really good voice impersonations this way." Roy said, imitating Arel's voice almost perfectly. Roy actually had to feel his chest to make sure he didn't accidently use the wrong spell and shapeshift into an impersonation of Arel. Satisfied it was just the spell working good, he let out a sigh of Relief. He still sounded like Arel.

She grins. "You cheat so much. Impersonations are only good if you can really do them. Watch."

She stands up, takes a deep breath, and seems to prepare herself.

"Kaymiril is a lovely country this time of year, if you know the right places to go." She was mimicking his voice...it was a little off...but no spells used.

"I only do it to impress the crowd. As long is the audience is entertained, I'm happy. I can do it with out the spell. But some of what I use, I use to make it harder. You try catching your balls when their running away from you." Roy said, the spell had faded, but he was ranging from Arel, to Warfare, to Rahegalhoff, and even heard Arianna enough to do her voice.

"No, when I'm entertaining, I tend to take after Liberace, Mister showmanship himself." Roy said.

I think that one's style of entertainment should be based off of what they themselves like to do...it should be...unique. Personally, I only do comedy because that's what leaves the audience with that happy feeling that they have the right to go home with. I really inherited my mother's talent for tragedy...when my brother and I get together, we do a tragedy/comedy routine. The audience loves it.

"Oh now, I enjoy impressing the audience. Oh well. I once did a comedy routine that did better as a tragedy. Then again, I once did a tragedy that did better as comedy." Roy says.

Comedy and tragedy are distinct unto themselves. You apparently ran a comedy that you thought was a tragedy, and vice versa.

*She takes a seat, looking contemplatively up at the ceiling* Do you ever wonder how much more you could have been if you'd had a little more time with your master?

"I, I always wonder what might have been. I remember his last words to me though, classic as they are: 'Great is the student who masters what the Teacher teachers, greater is the student who teaches the teacher. You have taught me many things through the adventure of Life. Even though mine will end soon, go forth knowing that I am proud of you and what you have accomplished." Roy said.

"I went to my room that night, and when I awoke, he was dead. Although he said I taught him many things, I've never felt as though I learned everything I could. I've missed him terribly for 17 years." Roy said after a minutes pause.

She nods. "I've wondered that for almost seventy years now."

OOC: Just commenting on the song - very nice

OOC:Why thank you snake.

"Oh well, no use wondering about the past. I can't go back, I can only go forward." Roy said.

He began idly strumming the lute. no tune in particular, just strumming idly, lost in memories of the past.

OOC: That was cold. He could have at least asked what her story was. Speakers must also be listeners, elsewise no one likes them.

IC:
"I suppose not." The chain on her waist shifted, so that one end, snakelike, was looking her in the face.

"Dalninil, valm udossa."

"Jugare." She looked back at Roy.

"Well, I'm off again...going to join all of my siblings for a while. We should be in Calon by the time you're out...it's only about ten miles outside of Mithdelmar. To the east."

Roy made a note of it, and planned to go. Meanwhile, he was still lost in his past.

Arel got up and left.

"Nobody knows. Underneath the mountains, lies a star. What shall happen, when the star dies?" Roy said idly to himself. He was to shy to talk to Arel further. It was his downfall. Talking to women usually terrified him, he felt they were always judging him, deciding he was never good enough to be with them in one way or another. He wanted to talk to them, but something always held him back.

"I must see her agian though, if nothing else to thank her for her help." Roy decided silently.

Meanwhile, Arel was meeting up with her siblings, and they started going on a tour of Kaymiril.

Cougar wandered back into his room, throughly exhausted. Nearly 72 hours later, and he hadn't really slept more than about six hours. He hung up his cloak, put his dress uniform away, and collapsed, his eyes closing instantley

OOC: Alright, it would appear Kay's thread has reached its conclusion. (Anna's crowned, and all that is left is for everyone to say their goodbyes.)

IC: Warfare returned from Anna's coronation. Arianna disappeared off to Paradise. Both were eager with anticipation. Tomorrow was their wedding. Invites wrote themselves and sent themselves out to all their friends.

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From: Warfare, God of Creation, Destruction, and War, and Arianna, Goddess of Peace, Nature, and Knowledge.
To: Col. James Cougar, Rhenmet Cougar, Renor, Mith, Phish, Aeros, Olath'Yukin, T'puuli, Plak'la, Kaymiril VI, Queen Kaymiril VII, Princess Dora D'Maril, Leviathan, Beldragos, Queen Sliver, Costh, Rahegalhoff, Thor, and Hepheastus.

Concerning: An Invite.

We are happy to Invite You to Our wedding taking place 24 hours from the time this note gets sent out. The wedding will be in Paradise, and Transportation will be provided. Simply confirm your arrival.
You may bring one guest.

With Much Love,
Warfare and Arianna.
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The Note was highly ornate and decrative. Only the name of the one the note was intended for appeared at the top. It floated of its on accord to the intended recipient. The note would arrive at Noon, or the equivalent there of, as they would all arrive at the same time.

Thor, Hepheastus, Rahegalhoff, and the Queen Sliver all agreed immiediatly.


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The fat man and the blond woman were at level 1,030. They were getting ever closer to their goal...


OOC: I'll post a link to the thread in a second.

While Costh was training, he received the invitation. Costh placed the invitation into the vault, and while he was in there, he wrote out an acceptance letter and sent it back to Warfare and Arianna.
Now what would be an appropriate wedding present. He thought to himself as he delved into the vault looking for a nice present.

The Current and Former Queens of Kaymiril (Kaymiril VII and Hrenevatrish (Wren)) agree, as does Dora', and the head mages.

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Rhenna walks in an hour or so after Cougar goes to sleep. She'd really had a mission (briefly) to go on before returning home. She picks up the invitation, and writes back for herself and her husband that they would be attending. She considers waking him to tell him, but decides against it, for the moment. Instead, she lies down beside him and drifts off to sleep as well.

After some time, he stirred, and his eyes snapped open. He saw her lying next to him, her back to him, but close, and he smiled, before sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes

http://www.forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8970764#post8970764

There it is.

IC: The Heavenly host, after extensive negotiations, agreed to transport the mortals who couldn't make it on their own to Paradise, but only this once.

She openned her eyes as he sat up. "Good morning...whether or not it is morning."

I don't know what time it is anymore. What time did you get back?

"About eight this morning. Oh, Warfare and Arianna sent us an invitation to their wedding. I accepted for both of us."

He checked his watch,"Well, I've been asleep for... eight hours."

He put his hand on her arm, and was surprised to feel it warm to the touch,"Been playing with fire?"

"Playing is hardly the word I'd use...but essentially, yes. The heat will bleed off soon enough."

OOC: Alright, it would appear Kay's thread has reached its conclusion. (Anna's crowned, and all that is left is for everyone to say their goodbyes.)

IC: Warfare returned from Anna's coronation. Arianna disappeared off to Paradise. Both were eager with anticipation. Tomorrow was their wedding. Invites wrote themselves and sent themselves out to all their friends.

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From: Warfare, God of Creation, Destruction, and War, and Arianna, Goddess of Peace, Nature, and Knowledge.
To: Col. James Cougar, Rhenmet Cougar, Renor, Mith, Phish, Aeros, Olath'Yukin, T'puuli, Plak'la, Kaymiril VI, Queen Kaymiril VII, Princess Dora D'Maril, Leviathan, Beldragos, Queen Sliver, Costh, Rahegalhoff, Thor, and Hepheastus.

Concerning: An Invite.

We are happy to Invite You to Our wedding taking place 24 hours from the time this note gets sent out. The wedding will be in Paradise, and Transportation will be provided. Simply confirm your arrival.
You may bring one guest.

With Much Love,
Warfare and Arianna.
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The Note was highly ornate and decrative. Only the name of the one the note was intended for appeared at the top. It floated of its on accord to the intended recipient. The note would arrive at Noon, or the equivalent there of, as they would all arrive at the same time.

Thor, Hepheastus, Rahegalhoff, and the Queen Sliver all agreed immiediatly.


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The fat man and the blond woman were at level 1,030. They were getting ever closer to their goal...


OOC: I'll post a link to the thread in a second.

OOC: queen sliver, which one, theres two of them now.

He nodded, accepting what she had just told him,"It was a shame you couldn't have been there"

OOC: queen sliver, which one, theres two of them now.

OOC: No, theres only the one here. Trust me

He nodded, accepting what she had just told him,"It was a shame you couldn't have been there"
"What was it like?"

OOC: No, theres only the one here. Trust me

OOC: theres two, I'm the other one, ask warhaven.

"What was it like?"
He smiled,"It was interesting to say the least... oh, thanks for the warning"

OOC: theres two, I'm the other one, ask warhaven.
OOC: It's prob his Queen Sliver, kiddo.

He smiled,"It was interesting to say the least... oh, thanks for the warning"
She nods and sits up.

OOC: Fine, watever.

IC: Cougar smiled, and put his hand on hers,"Rhenna... I need to talk to you"

What about?

He looked at her,"Everything..."

He took a deep breath, and began to talk, answering her questions as he went along. He explained why he was the way he was, how he knew he should open up and everything else that had been bugging him besides. Eventually, he finished,"There. I made some promises to do that... and now I have"

Rhenna had listened intently, asking few questions. When he finished, she nodded, absorbing the information.

He sat there, waiting for her to say something

OOC: I guess we could just ask him...

IC:

The sliver queen was aware of the invitation to the wedding, but since there were two queens, she was unsure to whom it was referring, in order to answer the question she thought it best to simply ask warfare what he meant.

She looks up at him, meeting his eyes, and smiles. "That must all have been incredibly difficult to say. I know it isn't like you...but I'm glad you felt you could open up to me." She leans over and kisses him.

He kissed her back, before saying,"I should have done it before now... it was difficult to drop those barriers, but I knew I could trust you"

"I knew you would...when you were ready. Rendelmar isn't a place where we rush student development."

He smiled and kissed her again, one hand clasping hers, but the other came up to carress her cheek

She kissed him back.

After a few long moments which he didn't particulary want to end (but it was too early in the day for that sort of thing), he broke away, somewhat reluctantley, and just rested his forehead on hers

She closes her eyes. "I've missed you these past few days. What did you think of the Valshanth itself?"

He murmered more than actually spoke, knowing she could hear him,"I've missed you too...and the Valshanth is beautiful. It really is. Although I didn't sleep, but that's me for you"

She smiles. "Yes...you do tend to sleep better in your own bed." She laughs softly, remembering the conversation they'd had recently. "That you share with me."

Yes... I do sleep better at home, with you

She kisses him softly. "We'd better make sure we get some real sleep tonight...Warfare's wedding is tomorrow."

He smiled as he kissed her back,"So it is.. and real sleep sounds like a good plan as well."

She rests her head on his shoulder. "What weekday is it?"

It's a Saturday, I believe

Good. Then my morning class was taken care of, and I don't have one this afternoon.

A wide smile cracked across his face,"That's a nice surprise"

While Kaymiril itself operates on a ten-day week, Rendelmar operates on seven. Every third Saturday of the month, I have one morning class, and nothing else for the rest of the day.

*She smiles back*

He moved behind her, and began massaging her lower back muscles, feeling the tension,"Feel good?"

She could feel her back muscles begin to relax under his touch. "Very."

He felt her begin to loosen up, and kissed the back of her neck,"Good"

She turns, kissing him and beginning to play with the hairs on the back of his neck.

He smiled, supressing a quiet laugh as she tickled him, all the time kissing her, his hands still rubbing her back

OOC: And we'll just say that's a long, enjoyable kiss. ;)

OOC: *Taps nose*i see

IC: *Some undefined time later*
He rolled over, his arms still around her,"And to think we've got to get up in the morning"

She lays her head on his chest. "It's only midnight...we should be able to."

He looked down at her,"I suppose so... at least we don't have to make our own way there*Yawns*Sorry, but recent events have worn me out somewhat"

She smiles. "I wouldn't doubt." She kisses him again. "Let's go to sleep. Like you said *poking him playfully in the ribs* we have to be up in the morning."

He laughed, kissed her, groaned softly as she poked him and said,"So we do... Gd'night my love"

She closes her eyes and cuddles closer. "Good night."

Warhaven responded by saying that he only invited the original, because he knew that her Hive was kinda busy at the moment with the Wargames.
As an apology for not inviting her, Warfare created a giant Diamond and gave it to her. It sparkled with beauty.

OOC: For upsetting my friends, I'm going to totally kick your ass.
For cluttering my thread with needless OOC: posts, I am not going to hold back, as I originally planned.
For not taking the hint and simply waiting like any other decent civilised human being, I am now going to include The Followers of Warfare and visit destruction upon you in our "Wargame that doesn't count" like nobodies business.

Further infractions will cause me to bring The Warhaven back from the Future when it is completed, use the Firebolt cannon, and completly destroy your world, sheilds or not.

They had answered your question on the first page, that it was my sliver that I had invited ICly. I have'nt RP'ed with you long enough to trust you anywhere near an occasion such as this.

Now, leave me alone for the rest of the day, and tomorrow I'll make the thread as promised, and we can go to town on each other.

Thank you.

He held her close, and drifted off into his first real sleep for nearly five days. He was exhuasted... and now had a wedding first thing. It was all he could do not to grumble about it in his sleep

Warhaven responded by saying that he only invited the original, because he knew that her Hive was kinda busy at the moment with the Wargames.
As an apology for not inviting her, Warfare created a giant Diamond and gave it to her. It sparkled with beauty.

OOC: For upsetting my friends, I'm going to totally kick your ass.
For cluttering my thread with needless OOC: posts, I am not going to hold back, as I originally planned.
For not taking the hint and simply waiting like any other decent civilised human being, I am now going to include The Followers of Warfare and visit destruction upon you in our "Wargame that doesn't count" like nobodies business.

Further infractions will cause me to bring The Warhaven back from the Future when it is completed, use the Firebolt cannon, and completly destroy your world, sheilds or not.

They had answered your question on the first page, that it was my sliver that I had invited ICly. I have'nt RP'ed with you long enough to trust you anywhere near an occasion such as this.

Now, leave me alone for the rest of the day, and tomorrow I'll make the thread as promised, and we can go to town on each other.

Thank you.

OOC: Hey, I uncluttered the thread, kinda..., anyways, I messed up and I'm sorry about pissing off your friends, I wasn't sure, I'm wierd like that, you know, wanting to get the answer from the source. I was in a hurry and I was hoping that maybe my post would snag your attention when you got back, I did not intend to start a riot on your thread. Yeah, that about covers it... As previously noted, profuse apologies are to be inserted here.

IC:

OOH, SHINY!!!(OOC: don't ask, if you wanna know read sluggy freelance, other than that be confused)

OOC: Oh! Oh! Warhaven, can I play too? I want to play too!

IC:
Rhenna smiled and goes to sleep as well, getting herself (and her husband) to the wedding on time.

OOC: Oh! Oh! Warhaven, can I play too? I want to play too!

IC:
Rhenna smiled and goes to sleep as well, getting herself (and her husband) to the wedding on time.

OOC: as an involved party, no, you cannot, this is intended to be a SLIVER war, no outsiders.

OOC: Miehm's right. We intend this to be Slivers versus Slivers. You can tag and read it though, if you want.

OOC: Fine. Kick his ass, Warhaven. Beat him down. Not that it'll be trouble. Him = itty bitty.

OOC: Hello, did I ask you?

OOC: ahem!!

OOC: Miehm's right. We intend this to be Slivers versus Slivers. You can tag and read it though, if you want.

OOC: http://www.forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8972542#post8972542
Alright everbody who's intrested, there's the thread.

OOC: W, want to continue the Bard arc?

OOC: Yes, plus I'll be doing a second one today, that will require your help.

IC:Roy the Bard came back to Mithdelmar after Warfare and Arianna's wedding. Warfare and Arianna went to Warfare's private realm, decided it would be their private it realm, and sealed it off so well that nothing could get in or out. They would be there for two weeks on their honeymoon...

Roy decided to look for Arel once more. She was by far the most fascinating bard he had met.




The White Tower of Hoeth
A Young woman runs into the tower. Her clothes are tattered and torn. She runs, as though fleeing for her life. She hides in one of the upper rooms of the tower.

In one of the cities he entered, people seemed to be heading toward a central square.

HOETH
Resa saw the girl, and went to find her. "Are you all right?"

Roy heads for the central square to see what the excitements all about.


Hoeth
"Don't take me back, please." The young woman pleaded from her hiding spot.

A stage has been set up, and a show is beginning. Two preformers juggle a hodge-podge of objects back and forth (including lit torches, making a really cool dancing fire effect) and a third one (the only male in the troupe) runs, does a flip, and dives through it, landing on his hands. A fourth dove in from the sky, coming through the loop, grabbing a couple of items, and starting to mix effects into them while juggling them, while zooming over the male's feet.


Rs -- I won't...what's the matter? Come on out...no one here will hurt you.

Roy stands there and watches, with what has become his trademark gold mask on.


A man with a Rapier enters the tower. This man is big and strong. He goes around shouting:

"Gypsy, were are you." and "Come back my sweet little Slave."

He spies Resa and walks up to her.

"You, where is my Slave? I know she ran in here." The man says gruffly.

The young lady is shaking with complete terror.

Costh returned to the tower after the wedding, deciding to take a short break before going back out to his training. He saw the man with the sword out and decided to watch but be ready to intervene if anything happened.

Rs -- There are no slaves in Hoeth. If you come looking for one, then leave immediately...we train none of your kind here. *She stands tall, threatening.*

The preformance continues in this vien for a time, with all of the preformers pulling stunts to make the audience ooh, aww, and cheer. Then the stage cleared, and a sad chord was struck on a stringed instrument.

**In Drow, but I don't feel like going back and forth. Italic notes are sung, asteriks will be actions**

*A woman walks to the center*

"This is the saddest story of Ancient Kaymiril...heroics, death, and most of all, love."

When the days began...
The throne still battled...
There was a warrior brave and strong...
With a heart of.........stone.

"Haldosir, the greatest warrior Kaymiril has ever known, stood proudly beside his Queen, but..."

He longed for more.
His heart, cold and cracked from life of death,
Wanted a chance to....warm.
And then he saw a woman
With the moon light in her hair.
She sat on the lake under the stars...and there he found.....
Love.

"Yes, Haldosir found his love. He was married, unfortunately for that love, with a son..."

He knew he shouldn't...he knew it was wrong...
But this woman meant to him...
More than the risk of his crimes.
And they met on that lake underneath those stars...
There to fall in......love.

But it wasn't to be! Nooo... *One can almost see the actions of the song...it is real, and the audience is held in the trance*

It wasn't to be...for her lover was called off to war.
He went away, with head held high...
For he knew that...he would die......
When she heard about his death...
She went away and she wept.
For there was none that she had loved,
Like her red-eyed warrior...

And they would meet no more beneath the stars...

"Because he was no more."

*The effects fade. The troupe allows the audience to hold the emotion for a few moments, before Arel disappears in a cloud of blue-green, and the antics begin again. The show comes to an end on a happy note, and the crowd begins to disperse.*

Roy nods to himself. "She is a good Bard." He thinks privatly


Hoeth.

The Man evels his sword directly at Resa. Its point is touching her skin.

"Give me back my slave, or become my slave." The Man says very threatenngly.


OOC: The man is non-essential to the storyline, feel free to dispose of him in whatever manner you wish.

Resa looks at the sword, and it starts to bend in odd ways, and suddenly snaps and explodes.

"Who will become whose slave?"

Space begins to warp around the man, as Resa's eyes get a cold cast to them.

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The troupe starts tearing down the stage, joking back and forth with each other.

Roy takes a breath, determined to set aside his fear of women.

"So... I realy enjoyed that last song." Roy says.


Hoeth.

"Forgive me Master mage. I had no idea. Please." The Man begins begging for mercy.

The Young Woman stops shaking in Terror. It was obvious this was going to be her new master. After all, Slave masters commonly killed each other over slaves. This would be the first Mage to ever own her. Maybe he would be nice enough to heal her. She stands up, Ready for the enevitable chains.

Blood soaks part of her tattered clothes. Scars and other wounds run the length of her body. She is quite dirty, and does not smell pleasant at all. What is most striking is how similar she looks to Warfare, before his Rebirth. Heck, even now she bears a close resembelance to him.

Costh seeing that Resa had the situation under control went over to the ex-slave girl and asked her "Are you alright?"

Arel looked over. "Roy, good to see you again. What brings you to these parts?"

Just then her sister shouted something to her, and she moved to comply.

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Resa held up her hand, and a dimensional portal opened up behind the man, consuming him.

"I destest slave owners..." She looks over at the girl.

"My goodness...what did he do to you? Never mind, you can tell me later."

She teleported herself and the girl to Mithdelmar, where the girl was treated for her injuries.

Roy was working up the courage, but failed. "Oh, I was just wanting to thank you for all the help you gave me." He said. He takes off the mask.


This was all too much. The young woman faints.
The Healers would find most of her bones either fractured or broken. Numerous scars. Multiple brusies. And severe Mental problems. The young woman had raven black hair, and purple eyes. She looked really similar to Warfare, and would be beautiful, if it weren't for all the scars and open wounds.

The medics fix her bones and heal her wounds...the mental problems were different - they fixed the physical ones, but they would have to allow the other ones to work themselves out.


"Don't worry about it...the greatest healers in the world are at Mithdelmar."

"I wonder why she fainted after looking at me? Either way she'll get excellent medattention at Mith." Costh said as Resa teleported out. He then decided to meditate for a bit before heading out.

Gypsy awoke, to find herself healed, completely. She sat there quietly, silent, waiting for the chains, a beating, orders, something.

A gray mage comes in to check her vitals, etc.

"Oh, good, you're awake." He records this. "So, what's your name? How are you feeling? Are you hungry?"

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A -- Anyway, meet my siblings: Seera, Valdros (the male), and Keera.

"Gypsy." Gypsy says.

"Gypsy." Gypsy says.
Just Gypsy? *He reaches to check her pulse*

"That's the only name I've ever been called, when I've been good." Gypsy says.


"It is a pleasure to meet you." Roy says. He holds out his hand to shake each one of them in turn.

Yes...Resa said you'd been a slave. You look familiar...like someone I know.

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They shake his hand, and continue to tear down the stage -- it's almost done.

OOC:Only here for fifteen minutes. I'm having to use a computer in a youth hostel to check this. So no posting, unless you guys are quick on the ball

OOC: Hi.

"Really? I've never reminded anyone of anything. Unless I'm supposed to. Am I your Slave now, Or that other ladies?" Gypsy asks.


Roy lends a helping hand.

OOC: HI Kay, Ten minutes and the clock is ticking. I might be able to extend it though

OOC: HI Kay, Ten minutes and the clock is ticking. I might be able to extend it though
OOC: Having fun?

"Really? I've never reminded anyone of anything. Unless I'm supposed to. Am I your Slave now, Or that other ladies?" Gypsy asks.


Roy lends a helping hand.
"There is no such thing as slavery in Kaymiril. You are free."

The stage is torn down in due course, and Arel turns to Roy. "Thanks for the help. Where are you planning on heading next?"

OOC: Having fun?

OOC: God, I wish. I mean, it's not bad here by any means, but I still prefer being at home, for fairly obvious reasons. I'm going to have C going to the Tower to check these monks out

IC: Cougar, having returned from the wedding of Warfare and Arianna (Sorry if I'm skipping way ahead, but don't have long left), looked at the letter in his hand, describing the monks of combat that currently resided at the Tower, and also an open challenge. He smiled to himself as he walked in, wearing his usual attire but lacking weapons of any kind. He saw the recently cleaned and upgraded Interceptor, and was confronted by a sudden memory. He pushed it aside, and the image was replaced with one of Rhenna. He smiled even wider, and walked in, seeking these monks out

OOC: Don't worry, SE...we're thinking of you.

IC:
Resa was just returning to the Tower as Cougar entered.

OOC: Hi snake.

IC: "Free? What's that?" Gypsy asks.

"Oh, wherever the road of Life takes me, it is an adventure after all." Roy says.

OOC: Thanks :) Upgraded. 14 minutes, then I msut leave you again :(

OOC: Hi snake.

IC: "Free? What's that?" Gypsy asks.

"Oh, wherever the road of Life takes me, it is an adventure after all." Roy says.
"It means you belong to no one except yourself."

Mith comes in to check on the human patient.

"You look just like Warfare. How are you feeling?"

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"That's pretty much the truth. We're headed up and around to Breval next, before hitting Chathdelmar and then going our separate ways again."

The Monks were just coming out of meditation.

"Why, hello. Are you Col. Cougar?" The Monk with arms like tree trunks, Abbot of the Temple of strength asks.

Cougar looked up from his letter,"I am. I take it you are one of the monks Warfare told me about?"

OOC: Thanks :) Upgraded. 14 minutes, then I msut leave you again :(
*Hugs* Aww...well...you'll be okay.

*Hugs* Aww...well...you'll be okay.

OOC*Hugs back* I'll be fine. Thanks though

OOC*Hugs back* I'll be fine. Thanks though
OOC: ^_^ You'll have to tell us all about it when you get home. Make an uberpost on the Council.

"Slaves can't belong to themselves, Who's Warfare?" Gypsy asks.

"Mind if I come along" Roy asks.


"Possibly, it depends upon what monks he was talking about. I would certainly like to hope so, but what mortal can know the mind of a God?" The Monk asks.

OOC: ^_^ You'll have to tell us all about it when you get home. Make an uberpost on the Council.

OOC: I might do just that. Also, I'm betting that by the time I return, you will outnumber me on posts... but then when your SATs come, I'll retake it, lol.

"Possibly, it depends upon what monks he was talking about. I would certainly like to hope so, but what mortal can know the mind of a God?" The Monk asks.

He did't say anything specific in his letter. just that there were three monks, combat masters, wanting to test me, as they didn't believe I was a master of what I do

"Slaves can't belong to themselves, Who's Warfare?" Gypsy asks.

"Mind if I come along" Roy asks.


"Possibly, it depends upon what monks he was talking about. I would certainly like to hope so, but what mortal can know the mind of a God?" The Monk asks.
M -- Warfare is...hard to explain. Maybe you'll meet him someday. And you aren't a slave anymore. You can go wherever you want, do whatever you want...be whoever you want.

Arel look at her siblings, and Seera nods. "It might be interesting to have another member in the troupe for a few days."

OOC: I might do just that. Also, I'm betting that by the time I return, you will outnumber me on posts... but then when your SATs come, I'll retake it, lol.
OOC: I dunno about either of those statements, mon ami.

OOC: It could happen

"Really? No more doing everything everyone else wants? No more (Goes into long diatribe about not being a slave anymore)?" Gypsy asks.


"Why, yes, I believe we are they." The Monk of strength says.

OOC: Last post

IC: Then I wish to test my skills, as you do not seem to believe my word

OOC: Gd'bye guys. Ttys

"Really? No more doing everything everyone else wants? No more (Goes into long diatribe about not being a slave anymore)?" Gypsy asks.


"Why, yes, I believe we are they." The Monk of strength says.
M -- No, no more.

OOC: Bye, SE!

The Monks all simultaniously crack their Knuckles.


Tears silently fall. Free, that mythical status. She had found it, she was, free.

OOC: I was playing with my eyeshadow wand, and then my mom joined in, so now I have spots, like Jadzia Dax from DS9

IC:
M -- Are you all right?

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The troupe takes off again, with Roy, and they stop for the night in a clearing. They set up camp like they took down the stage -- together.

Roy of course joins in.


"Yes, I'm free. Finally, free. I wished for it for so long. Its the longest wish to ever come true. All my other wishes came true almost instantly." Gypsy said.
OOC: Power alert ^

And yes, she is Warfare's Daughter. You'll find out more in The Marriage thread at the reception.

So, do you have an Alien thingy inside with the lives of multiple people stored as memories as well?

When the camp has been set up, Arel and Keera start cooking.

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Behind his mask, Mith frowned slightly.

"I'd like to run a brief test on you, if that's all right."

OOC: I already told you about that. :P

Roy, not any good at cooking, strums jolly little tune on his favorite Lute. He puts on his Mask for the occasion.

"Umm, sure?" Gypsy says, not sure what kind of a test he means. Meanwhile, she looks at her tattered and bad clothing.

"Gee, I wish I had a simple, plain, white Robe." Gypsy wishes. She closes her eyes, concentrates really hard, and a bran new, simple Plain White Robe takes the place of the old Robe.

Dinner is quickly made and served.

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That answers that question...now we need specifics.

Mith takes both of her hands in his, and lets a little bit of power flow out of him, into her. With an ordinary being, it would flow through them...with a magickal being, it would create a resonant loop, coming back to the caster. The more powerful the being, the greater the loop, the more power reflected back.

The Loop Mith gets back indicates that she is a Goddess. Not an Elder goddess, but a regular Goddess.


Roy enjoys dinner immensly, and gives compliments to both cooks.

The resonant loop is enough to throw Mith back, and he barely activates a shield in time to avoid crashing into the wall. He looks at her after setting himself back on his feet.

"All that power...how did you remain a slave so long?"

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They accept his compliments. There's a lot of joking and teasing that goes on over dinner...these are obviously very close siblings, despite the fact that they see each other only rarely.

"What do you mean power? I know my wishes always come true, but that's about it. If that's the power your referring to, I can't help it if it took so long. I mean, sure my chains disappeared and fell of several times, and I know the Camps somehow went off and left me, or died of a mysterious plague over night, that doesn't mean I have powers. Although everyonce in a while, I, know, nevermind, it is of no consequence." Gypsy says.

Roy tunes his lute. A string snaps.
"Whoops, guess that was an old string." He says with a grin. He pulls out another string and proceeds to restring his Lute.

"No, tell me." Mith was waiting to tell her...he wanted to be able to better analyse this woman before telling her what she was.

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S -- Looks it. So, tell us, Roy, how did you meet our sister?

"Well, every once in a while, I, I can tell the future. And there have been times, when I really wanted something bad to happen, like a Fire to start, or a flood to occur, sometimes even a Litghtning bolt from the sky to strike, and it happens. I don't know how it happens, but it always happens when I want it to." Gypsy says.

"Well, I was headed to the Valshanth, trying to get in to see if I could sing for the Coronation. Don't know why, just felt like I should try. Warfare was there, and it would have been nice to see him again. I believe in him, that's why I wear his symbol on a chain about my neck. I was passing through town, and stopped to sing for the children. They seemed intrested in my atire, so I decided to entertain them. Well, after I was done, Arel came up, why started talking, and she offered to take me to Valshanth. That's how we met." Roy says. He tests the new string, and the other ones. Perfect.

Gypsy...the kind of feedback you gave me on that test could only come from a divine being. You're a goddess...and the magickal signature resembles Warfare's. Currently, he's enjoying his first weeks of marriage with his new wife...but I could take you to see the queen, when you're better -- His mother.

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V -- Arel...always the one kind enough to talk to strangers. Girl isn't afraid of anything...even after --

A -- *Warningly, to her brother* Shut up.

"I still don't know who Warfare is, Divine being? Me? That's impossible, I've been a slave all my life. The Queen, The Queen of the Gods?" Gypsy says, confused. Her eyes glow purple. She says a strange man she's never seen before hugging her close, tears running down his checks. She hears him say something.
"Welcome home my daughter, your safe know, I promise." Her eyes stop glowing.

"What, after what?" Roy asks, curiosity on his voice, mixed with hints of concern.

M -- If there is anything I've learned over the centuries, dalhar, it is that there is nothing that is truly impossible.

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A -- It is nothing. *Her voice is hard and flat for the first time since he's met her.* Just my brother trying to crack an over-told joke.

"Well, akay, when can we go meet this Queen?" Gypsy asks.



"Oh, okay." Roy let it drop, knowing full well that was not the truth, Her reactions were wrong for it to be a Joke. As good as she was at acting, she, needed some improvement.

A little later, after you've healed up some.


*Arel stands, grabbing the water bucket and heading toward the river*

Seera glares at her brother. "Nindel xunus naut doer dal ilta moraden. Dos zhaun alur taga nindel." Her voice is harsh, and her brother backs off. "Jugare, jugare...Usstan zhaun."

OOC: Not that she needs more work acting...just that that hit a very sensitive nerve, very hard. You'll find out later.

Costh opened an eye when Cougar arrived, before going back to meditation.

"Oh, alright." Gypsy says. She closes her eyes. She sends her self to a green serene feild somewhere. There is nothing going on, no strange men telling her she's a goddess and that she's free, no nothing. Its just her, and the pleasant green field. Outside her body, Mith can see little torrents of energy running up and down her body.


Roy gets up, and decides to go with Arel.
"Hey, you all right? That seemed to have really struck a nerve back there." Roy says.

Mith takes his leave, and contacts the Queen. Arrangements for Gypsy are made.

"I'm fine." She continues walking along at a good clip, eventually coming to the stream where she kneels down. "It's the life we live...wanderers...always, always...and sometimes you learn the hard way to beware of other wanderers."

Gypsy continues to meditate

"Ahh, yes. Not everyone is friendly." Roy says.

Costh finished his meditation and decided to see how the girl who use to be a slave was doing. As he arrived in Mithdelmar, he headed to the medical building and after getting directions, headed toward Mith's office.

He saw that the girl was still in meditation. Energy crackled all along her body in torents. Little bolts of energy lashed out at Costh and Mith.

Costh turned to Mith, "What's happening?"

M -- I don't know...maybe some defensive feature she developed.

A -- Yes. *Finished getting the water, she starts to head back to camp.*

OOC: Ask her brother (Roy will be sharing a tent with him) for a more detailed version later. It's an interesting, tragic story.

"Would you have any idea why she passed out last time she saw me?" Costh asked

"Would you have any idea why she passed out last time she saw me?" Costh asked
Not a single one. Then again, I don't know her very well.

"Alright, can you think of any reason anyone would faint when seeing me?" Costh asked

"Alright, can you think of any reason anyone would faint when seeing me?" Costh asked
All the tattoos you have might frighten a small child...and I doubt she has social development beyond that of a small child.

Gypsy starts awake after her own energy zaps her. She looks at Costh with fear.

"SLAVER!" She yells and runs for the furthest corner she can find, away from Costh. She remebered the tatooed man with the whip. All Tatooed men she had run across had whips and were Slavers. She didn't know where this ones whip was, but she didn't want to lose her freedom now. She hoped the nice healer would be okay.

Roy heads back with Arel.
"Lovely night out tonight." Roy says.

M -- Gypsy, come on out...this is Costh of Theao...he won't hurt you.

A -- Yes, it is. Most nights are like this...makes it easy to see why most of our myths and legends include them.

"Ah, then as she's throwing around power rather freely, it's in my best interest to not frighten her when she comes out of it." Costh concentrated and activated a rune he'd only used once before causing the runes to seem to sink into his skin. Almost immediatly he starts feeling slightly itchy, "I'll stay like this until she at least wakes up and I can explain I mean no harm, oh and by the way, do you have anything for itches?"

M -- Ordinary itches, no. Bug bites or allergic reactions to plants, yes.

"Slaver, slaver, slaver, slaver. All men with tatoos are slavers." Gypsy cries.


"Yes, but how many are real, and how many are just stories. I always wonder, of all the stories I know, how much of it actually happened?" Roy asked Phlisophicly

"I'm no slaver." Costh protested

"Slaver, slaver, slaver, slaver. All men with tatoos are slavers." Gypsy cries.


"Yes, but how many are real, and how many are just stories. I always wonder, of all the stories I know, how much of it actually happened?" Roy asked Phlisophicly
M -- His tattoos are runes. He's a runic mage who uses runes drawn on his skin for his focus. He intends no harm, or else my Master would have never brought him here.

A -- Probably only about ten percent.

"Rune mage? Like someone that does pictue magic?" Gypsy asks. She draws a sample picture in the air, by complete luck its a Rune for Rain. A small rain cloud forms over Costh a proceeds to soak him.


"Probably. The stories of the Great Elementals, that couldn't possibly be true." Roy says, mentioning his favorite story about Elementals.

M -- Not exactly...but it isn't my type of magick. I'm an arcane mage...a healer, in specific. I couldn't explain rune magick very well.

A -- The Elemental Fiends? Oh, they were real. I saw Phish battle the Fire Fiend.

"Something like that," Costh replied as he drew a rune diverting the cloud out the window as well as one to dry himself off.

"Oh, please understand, all the Tattooed men I've ever seen in my life were Slave Masters, and they always carried whips." Gypsy says as she stands up.


"No, not the Fiends, The Great Elementals. Tomorrow as we travel, I'll tell you the story. I know the Fiends are real, Warfare told us all the story of the Fiends attack on Kaymiril." Roy says.

"Sorry if I scared you, slavery is illegal were I come from." Costh replied as he let the runes slowly resurface.

They may or may not exist...you'd have to ask the Head Mages.
*They get back to camp, and Arel sets down the pail before heading into the tent she'll be sharing with her sisters for the night.*

V -- Ouch. Now she hates me.

S -- It's your own fault.

Roy begins to play a lullaby.



"All I've ever known was Slavery." Gypsy says.

Eventually, everyone heads off to bed. They'd be up by dawn, and move out shortly thereafter.

OOC: I'll be heading out soon.

"You're not a slave anymore," Costh replied

As Roy joins Arels Brother for bed, he asks what the real story behind that outburst was earlier.



"I know, and its going to take some getting used to." Gypsy says.

"That it will, just keep reminding yourself, you are your own owner, no one else owns you, and that you are the master of your own destiny, not someone else." Costh replied gently.

Ugh...She'll hate me even more if she finds out I told you...but I guess you probably want to hear the story.

It was about thirty years ago...she's always been very outgoing...would talk to anyone. She and I were going to meet up for a brief stint. I arrived at the designated place...she should have been there well before me, but she wasn't. I figured she might have been held up, so I waited another six hours, and then went looking for her.

When I found her, she was a mess. She can attest to the healing powers of the Gray Class...half her face had been cut away, she'd been beaten almost beyond recognition...*he shuddered* and raped. There were many of them...she hadn't had a chance to react...so she'd been taken. I got her out...barely...took her to Mithdelmar, where they patched her up. That should have been the end of the story, but it wasn't.

Before she left Mithdelmar, we found that she'd ben impregnated by one of the men who had assisted in her capture. By law, she didn't have to carry that child, but she chose to. Drow pregnancies last ten months...seven months in -- we stayed with her during that time, we all did -- she went into labor. The child was born...dead. She tries not to let it affect her daily life...but she never really recovered from those two days when she was in captivity.

OOC: And I'm gone!

OOC:What's really funny about your statement is that one of her Domains is going to be Fate.

IC: "I'll try to keep that in perspective." Gypsy says.


"I will tell no one, not even Arel, your secret is safe with me" Roy Promised.
"That is really awful though. No wonder she reacted that way." Roy said. He Lay there, and eventually went to sleep.

"Do so and you shouldn't have problems." Costh replied

ooc: LOL

Gypsy concentrates on her healing.
"Well, Mith tells me I'm a Goddess, Goddess are supposed to be able to heal, right?" Gypsy asks no one in particular and everyone in general.

She closes her eyes, and concentrates on healing. Her power begins to manifest again. Her power's color is green. Instead of flickering at everybody, it slowly envelops her skin. Costh and Mith can see Gypsy's powers running through her skin. After a few minuets, it fades away. No longer is she wearing a plain white dress, but a genuine Gypsy outfit themed green.

"I feel, better. Since this is a new chapter in my life, I guess I had better get used to it." Gypsy says.

Gypsy walks into the room she walks into, sits on the bed, and begins to think over her entire life, through meditation, and slowly start to come to terms with it. Costh and Mith can hear a quiet Drum beat coming from somewhere in there.

OOC: Yes, Domain No. 2 is Music.

Costh turned to Mith "See ya later." He then warped back to the tower and headed to out where he set up a workshop and began to do some work on a project.

OOC:What's really funny about your statement is that one of her Domains is going to be Fate.

IC: "I'll try to keep that in perspective." Gypsy says.


"I will tell no one, not even Arel, your secret is safe with me" Roy Promised.
"That is really awful though. No wonder she reacted that way." Roy said. He Lay there, and eventually went to sleep.
"My sister knows what it means to suffer...but for it, she sings all the more sweetly."

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Mith makes the farewell guesture as Costh leaves. He'll wait a short time for Gypsy to sort through some of her mental problems, and then take her to the Valshanth.

Gypsy worked through her problems in a fairly decent amount of time. She got up, and seemed ready to start learning about her new life.

"So, Mr. Healer, are you going to teach me how to use all my powers?" Gypsy asked.



"This is true." Roy said as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Within minutes, he was dreaming of heroic battles in which he saved Arel from bandits.

M -- If your talents include healing, I can help you learn...but other than that, I wouldn't know where to start. I don't even know how to figure out what you are capable of.

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Arel's brother likewise fell asleep.

Arel herself, reminded of the events she'd tried so hard to forget, gives up attempting to sleep at about 3 in the morning, and goes outside to sit by the fire's dying embers.

Roy wasn't one for sleep around strange people, even if he was able to trust them. He got up shortly after three, and noticed Arel by the dying embers.

"Couldn't sleep either?" Roy asked quietly to avoid waking the others.


"I have no Idea what my talents are. I, I saw a tapestry once in my sleep. It was strange, because the pictures on it were moving. I saw an uncountible multitude of pictures on there. Each picture itself was small, and seperate, yet when you look at all the little pictures by themselves, I saw a bigger picture. I remeber looking at this tapestry once, I saw a man with blond hair and blue eyes, he was able to weild Fire that burned black. He faught a great creature. I woke up then, but next time I saw the tapestry, I looked for his Picture, and his fire burned white. What was that Tapestry?" Gypsy asked.

OOC: She's referring to the Tapestry of Fate. As a fate Goddess, she can look at it, and interact with it, even though she hasn't yet. She can alter Fate. The Tapestry of Fate shows every being that lives now, has lived before, but has died, or met a similar fate, and ever will live. Fate Goddess rarely ever alter the Tapestry of Fate. Even when they do, even if for a good cause, they have to answer to The Fates.

Arel shakes her head. "It isn't a good night to sleep."

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Mith sits a moment, thinking. "I think T'puuli might have mentioned that object once...but I'm not sure. The man you saw is Cougar...he lives in this country...you might even meet him."

"Well, shall we go to meet the Queen, maybe she has an Idea as to how to discover my powers." Gypsy suggests helpfully.


"I understand, I don't get much sleep at all when I travel. Unless its the night before a performance. Then I make myself get enough sleep. If you like, we can trade stories until the others get up." Roy suggests.

Now is as good a time as any...she is expecting you soon.
*Mith stands.* If you will come with me.

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"Stories...sure...what would you like to hear? I know all Kaymirilian legends, most general Drow legends, some elven ones, and a few human ones."

Gypsy stands and follows Mith.


"Well, what about Haldosir? I heard you sing about him at the end of your performance today. I'd like to learn more." Roy said.

Mith leads her outside, to a balcony, and stands on a rug. The rug lifts off, and begins to move, until they're standing in front of the Valshanth. They're let in, and ushered into the presence of Queen Kaymiril VII. She gave them both a nod and said "Gre'as'anto lu' verve dro," then stands and walks down to them, looking at Gypsy.

"You certainly do look like him."
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Haldosir...one of the most legendary figures of our coutnry. Where to even start with him? His deeds? His death? His affair?

Gypsy gave a Nod, and a Bow, in reverse order.

"I'm sorry, but I still have no Idea who Warfare is. I understand I look like him, and Mr. Healer tells me that Warfare is your son." Gypsy says.


"A wise man once told me, when telling a story, start at the beginning. Lets start at the beginning, with his Birth, tell me about his entire life, from beginning, to end." Roy says. He settles back.

OOC: Just to let you know, my Haldosir post will be long. I will not post for a long time, and it might even appear that I've gone offline.

IC:
Yes...Warfare is my son, in a manner of speaking. Mith tells me that you're a goddess...so I have visited the Queen Sliver and Rahegalhoff and asked them to send Warfare to visit when they next see him.

"Well, I don't know, I'm confused. This morning I woke up a slave, and now I'm free. I'm trying my best to dealwith my new situation, but honestly it is quite difficult." Gypsy said.

Haldosir's birth...not much is known about Haldosir's birth.

*Arel's lyre comes to hand, and she starts strumming it unconciously.*

We know he was born in the Underdark, to a fairly low-ranking Drow household.

In the spider's den he found the ways of magick and the sword.
In darkness and despair he found...that it wasn't the life for him...

He trained as all young warriors do...by going to the Academie, then went for a time to Sorcerie -- the magick school. He learned how to combine the two.

While he trained upon the sword, he....a friendship forged.
A green-eyed warrior was his friend...and later on...a blue eyed mage....
And the three of them could never find...a way to make a life.

His best friends were Rildorath the Green-eyed and Nervim the Blue-eyed...a warrior and mage, respectively...they all wanted out, but they didn't know how. Males in the underdark have little to no power, and they couldn't just up and leave. They were powerful...very, very powerful...but they'd all be killed if they tried to go to the surface.

And then one day...a fate........ful day.....
They went walking through the town.
A noble female looked at them...and on that day, a nation was born...

Kaymiril the Great met them, and somehow recognised that they wanted the same as she...to live up here, on the surface, in freedom. She found Drow from all over the Underdark to come and join her.

But luck would have it poorly chanced...that the servants of Lolth would spin their dance...
And the blood flowed through the streets...as......a....flood.
But they came out and onto the land...
A land that shone with gem-like stars...
And when the sun shone on that morn...they felt peace for themselves.

And thus was Kaymiril founded.

The monsters of the land were destroyed...by Haldosir, Nervim, and Rildorath...and Kaymiril, she was there too...more powerful than any or......all.
And so the land was founded from this time...

*She strums thoughtfully for a few moments, considering...transitioning from one story to the next.*

Haldosir fought through it all...the land would not be peaceful until the reign of Kaymiril III. So he married a woman from among the 'nobles' and had a son with her, but he never really loved her.

And such was his heart of stone, that he was e-ever alone...
The warmth he sought was well beyond his reach. And so he searched...
He fought...he lived...but always he searched.
'What do I miss?' he wondered...he had freedom, life, and a son...
But empty was the heart of this warrior.
And so he lived...and fought...and searched...
The search he'd always searched...

About seven hundred years ago, hewas out one night, just coming from a campaign. Nervim and Rildorath had gone on ahead, and that's when he saw her...Iares, the fair. She was sitting on a stone, in the middle of a lake...we aren't actually very far from it...the stream we got water from earlier feeds into it.

And so she sat in the lake, looking at the water's shine.
And he looked at her and knew...he'd found what he had....sought.
And she looked back...and the warrior's heart of stone...became a heart of flesh.

It is really a great tragedy...it is said that Haldosir's wife was extremely controlling...not uncommon for that time period...the female is still superior to the male, now...although it is closer to a true equality than it has ever been.
However, Iares shared many of Kaymiril I's views...hers and Haldosir's was a true romance, far greater than any other legends we have.

It was said in those times that he would not ever die...
His friends fell by the way they lived....
But he lived on...he lived and loved.
The blood his sword shed fell many a foe...
And then one day, the call came...
Again the call for war.

He went...what else was he supposed to do?

*The lyre accompaniment speeds up, taking a more...militant sound*

The battle was fierce. So many died on both sides that Haldosir and the opposing general agreed to fight to the death to determine the victor.

And so they fought.
Back and forth, back and forth for hours on end, neither relenting, backing down, or showing any signs of slowing, until Haldosir and his enemy brought their blades down simultaneously.

Haldosir had decapitated his enemy, but been stabbed in the stomach.

There were no mages around to help...the medics all had been destroyed...and so fell the great Haldosir...who would join his Queen no more.

His burial was one of the greatest ones in our history...although no one can get to his tomb anymore. Kaymiril I sealed the tomb with so many wards, it would take ten mages of a hundred times her strength to work their way through...and a couple of gods to break on through.

When the sun rose on that day...the people stood from hill to hill...and there was he laid...in the heart of his land...and as he'd lived so he died...bravely, honorably and with pride...but never would he rise...to join his Queen.

Nothing after that is heard of his lover...some theorize that she died of heartbreak...some that she went and lived secretly, and had a child...and others say that she lived quietly, with no child. We do not know this for certain.

"Well, I don't know, I'm confused. This morning I woke up a slave, and now I'm free. I'm trying my best to dealwith my new situation, but honestly it is quite difficult." Gypsy said.
Slavery is illegal here. Any slave that comes here is free, and may not be retaken. You are welcome to stay here for a while...my son never spoke of having a daughter...but I have the feeling that there are many things of which he never spoke.

"I honestly never knew my Father. All I remeber is a life of Slavery, the beatings for not doing as expected, and under especially cruel Slave owners, beatings either way. I have lived through multiple owners. However, I have utterly no concept of Time. The sun rises, the sun sets. Winters come and winters go. It all blends one into the other. I have never been taught to read, to write, never been allowed to handle money, or know the feeling of Love. I have lived quite a long time, that much, I know. I have out lived 20 drow/Elven owners, for sure, and many human owners. I have never known happiness or freedom until this day. For that, I thank you. There is nothing I can give in return for this great gift." Gypsy says with a deep bow that nearly goes to the floor.


"Haldosir, no wonder he was a hero. He lived quite a long life. You, are a great storyteller. It is my turn. I mentioned earlier, the Great Elementals, which are diffrent from the Fiends. If you like, I can tell you of them, or, I can tell a diffrent one, I know many many stories. I know a lot of Lord Warfare, and I know the Myths of Kajeenith. Please, pick one." Roy says.

"Rise, dalhar. The formalities have already been seen to. You have never learned to read or write, you say? That should be seen to first. Any of the palace staff could...or wait...I will send for my old tutor...she will probably be able to arrive tomorrow...in the meantime, feel free to walk the Valshanth -- although beware of the subterranean passages -- and if you get lost or require anything, guesture for a servant, and any will be more than happy to see to your needs."

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"Kajeenith is familiar enough. More trouble than ever he was worth. And we are learning about Warfare more and more as his followers visit our land. So tell me about the Great Elementals."

OOC: Yeah...the italics in the long uber super huge post were song...she honestly has trouble telling a story w/o some musical elements in there. And the random ...s were there to indicate a note held out.

OOC: Warning: Uber post. Please stand by.

OOC: It's late and I'm exhausted. I'll check back and respond in the morning.

"Right, the great elementals, let me think." Roy says. He gets up, stretches, cracks his knuckles, and walks before the fire.

"Well, Somewhere in the vast reaches of Creation, lies a forgotten planet. It was once inhabited by people known as the Kami. Their planet was known as Kamigawa. Now, Kamigawa was a planet full of spirits, of all kinds, and the Kami worshiped the spirits. Now, all was fine, until the Dark spirit came to Kamigawa." Roy started.

The Night grows darker at his words, and colder. Flecks of light seem to dart here and there out of the corner of the eye, but are gone when one turns to look.

"The Dark spirit was much feared, for it began to control the spirits, and demanded tribute in turn for the Kami's continued existenece, and in this way, the people lived, under the control of the Dark spirit." Roy said.

The Fire suddenly goes all but dead.

"Now, eventually, a spirit master came along. He worshipped the fire spirits, and had an unprecedented control over fire." Roy said.

He throws a powder on the almost dead fire, and it flares back up.

"This Fire master, was known by the name of Renos, and it is said that he could unleash the fires of the sun. Truely, a powerful man. He said The Dark spirit was wrong for using the people. He said they should rise against the Dark spirit. Some of the people rallied against The Darkspirit behind him. He taught them great powers of Fire, and together they marched off against the Dark Spirit. The battle was great, but in the end, the people were thrown into a Volcano by the name of Gurgu. It is unclear as to whether the people died in the volcano, or whether renigade fire spirits protected them, and helped them build a city for themselves, out of the reach of the Dark Spirit." Roy said. The Fire seemed bright and hot. Roy was clearly into the story.

"The Dark spirit was angry, and visited terrible destruction upon the Kami. They nearly died, but were spared because they begged for Mercy.
Another arose, one who controlled the sky spirits. This woman trained followers in secret, and attacked the Dark spirit by surprise. The Dark spirit was not one to contend with, and blew them all off to a distant mountain, were they dwelt ever after, but not before Fara, the Sky mistress, shot a powerful lightning bolt at him, and scarred the Dark Spirit." Roy said.

Dark clouds blew in, covering the night sky. Thunder crashed and lightning struck. Rain fell around the camp. Light as mist.

"The Dark spirit swore to destroy the people, and try as he might he could not, for Narel, Follower of the spirits of Healing, rose greatly in there favor, and it was rumered he could even reverse death." Roy said.

The ground shook ever so slightly, and flowers began to pop up already in bloom.

"One day, the ground shook mightily from beneath the Dark spirit. The land itself rose up against The Dark Spirit, at the command of a great Earth Spirt Worshipper. He was known Felee Natall, and was adorned with rare and beautiful Gems. The Dark spirit, was wounded horribly in battle, and with a mighty blow, knocked Felee Natall to a great distant canyon. Many people fled fearing the dark spirits wrath at them, for always, the great spirit worshippers came from the people. They fled, and found Felee Natall, and dwelt with him."

Everything came to a rest, and all was calm.

"For a time, all was calm, as the Dark spirit had fled to safety for healing, and the Kami grew. Finally peace was known after many generations. But one day, the Dark spirit returned. The Dark Spirit demanded that the people pay back tribute, plus double for his return. When they could not, The Dark spirit grew angry, and threatened to destroy them, as he had the great spirit masters." Roy said.

Everything suddenly felt wet and moist, and the air smelled damp.

"From the oceans came a mistress of Water. She took no followers and claimed her actions were her own. The Dark spirit swore to destroy her for challenging his power. They fought, The woman was powerful, but the dark spirit was even more powerful. Eventually, he threw her to a great lake, in the middle of a desert, effectivly trapping her."

"The people felt pity for this woman, and many left to dwell under her protection. The Dark spirit swore that if even one more arose to challenge him, he would destroy Kamigawa."

Roy paused for dramatic effect.

"The people dwelt under the iron fist of The Dark spirit. Much to there despair one more arose, more powerful than the others. This one was as blacker than the Dark spirit, for he worshipped the dark powers. This man lived on the side of good, and struck fear into the Dark spirits heart. A great battle was raged, and the dark spirit was destroyed, or so it seemed. The people looked for their hero, but he fled to live underneath a mountian. Some few tracked him down, but he made them dwell with him in secret."

Time seemed to pass, Roy took a second to get a drink of water.

"Many eons had passed, and the origanale Great spirit masters had grown old.
Dark clouds began to boil the skys. The Kami knew the dark spirit had returned, and this time, none could stop him. The Spirit masters wanted to stop them, but their apprentices were to fearful. One last master appeared. This one had seen great time pass, and indeed was old before the Dark spirit originaly came. He gathered the masters together, and told them, that if they all gave their spirits over to their elemental powers, they would grow to new powers, and would ascend to spirithood. The masters agreed, and with a great blinding light disappeared."

The night grew very very bright.

"From the town came a great grey spirit, clothed in fog. All that passed through it knew miraculas healing. From Gurgu volcano came a spirit clothed in Lava. Great heat was felt from him, and the sun always shone brighter.
From the sky mountains came a Spirit in a storm. Great bolts of thunder flashed everywhere. From the canyon came a spirit clad in rocks and metals, and indeed had flowers growing from its skin. From The great lake in the desert, came a great spirit of Water. It crossed the burning deserts with the greatest of ease, and seemed to sparkle like the deep blue ocean. From underneath the mountains came a spirit blacker than the others. Dark energies eminated from it and seemed to cause dire things to happen. An aura of good was felt. From the sun itself came a spirit that was pure energy. The depression of the people vanished in an instant." Roy said.

The night went to normal darkness, but seemed filled with energy.

"The Masters had become the great elemental spirits. Their powers alone rivaled the Dark spirits powers, but together, in each others presence, their power was limitless. Together they worked, and sealed The dark spirit forever in the heart of Kamigawa. The people rejoiced and worshipped the Great elementals as their masters, and all lived happily ever after, until they vanished." Roy says.

"It is unclear what happened to the Kami, some say they eventually became spirits. Others say the Dark spirit put a blight upon the world, causing them to die. Still others say the Greal Elementals took them to a new world to start over. Me, I don't know for sure. What is known is that they fled willingly, and in terror for one reason, and one reason alone, the seal on the dark spirit, began to crack." Roy said.

He sat back down.

"Now, it would seem my story remains unfinished, but unwittingly, For it seems the Slivers of Warhaven have recently discovered an abandoned world with great ruins. The ghost slivers say that the spirits there are very old, and that monsters roam the land. still they report a very evil presence at the core of the world, a presence that fills the honored ancestor spirits of Warhaven with fear. As well, it would seem that both the ancestor spirits, and the elemental slivers, as well as Warfare's Archwizards seem drawn to Kamigawa, its as though voices, are calling them there, seeking living souls to take away ancient knowledge not ecen the gods knew." Roay said.

He cracked his neck, looked at Arel, and asked:
"Well, what did you think? Good story?"

"An interesting story to be sure. In any event, between the two stories, time enough has passed for the sun to threaten to rise."

She gets up, stokes the fire, and digs in the provisions to begin preparing a light morning meal.

OOC: Ummm...some things didn't make sense, 'Kami' is Japanese for 'god' and how could a dark power be good? Also, for the time they're sitting up at, you had him using far too many effects, and they were too obvious. Too many over-the-top effects can damage what is otherwise a good story.

The Monks all simultaniously crack their Knuckles.

Three at once... interesting to say the least. And something tells me that I won't be having an easy time of this.

OOC: Will be back later maybe. but after that, I'm silent for two days

Cougar didn't bother with cracking his knuckles, far too melodramatic for his tastes. Instead, he merely shifted his sense of balance to accomadate his weight well enough to avoid being knocked flying by these monks. His hands came up in front of him, the left guarding his face, the right arm extended slightly. His feet were well planted on the florr, and he waited

The Abbot of strength walked up first.

"I will be your first opponet." He said. He gave a formal bow.

He goes with a good opener, and delivers a horrifyingly hard punch to the gut.



OOC: I didn't put everything in there. Half the story has been left out...

I did not know that Kami was japenese for God.

OOC: Well, it is. Gawa also means something, but I'm not sure what.

OOC: For the other half of the story, watch the council boards. The elemental slivers are going to follow the voices. If you wish, you can come along, and meet the great elementals yourself.

OOC: I might...with a few of my mages...but for now, I need something to respond to ICly.

"So, if your Warfare's mother, in a sense, and everyone thinks he's my father, wouldn't that make you my grandmother?" Gypsy asked.


"I'd help you cook, but I'm afraid my skills are limited to turning food to charcoal. I am not known for my cooking skills." Roy said woefully.

The Abbot of strength walked up first.

"I will be your first opponet." He said. He gave a formal bow.

He goes with a good opener, and delivers a horrifyingly hard punch to the gut.



OOC: I didn't put everything in there. Half the story has been left out...

I did not know that Kami was japenese for God.

The blow hit Cougar hard, but he had moved backwards, so the effect had been lessened considerably. His hand came down, locking in to position around the monks wrist, and he delivered a lighting kick to the head

"So, if your Warfare's mother, in a sense, and everyone thinks he's my father, wouldn't that make you my grandmother?" Gypsy asked.


"I'd help you cook, but I'm afraid my skills are limited to turning food to charcoal. I am not known for my cooking skills." Roy said woefully.
"Theoretically...not biologically...but theoretically. Until and unless your heritage is denied, I will be treating you as such."
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Arel laughs. "Then how do you survive in between towns?"

OOC: SE! You're on! :fluffle:

OOC: For a time :fluffle:

The Monk grabbed Cougar by the wrist with the wrist that was grabbed, twisting Cougar's wrist in the process. With his other hand he grabbed Cougar by the other wrist and proceeded to through Cougar.

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"Thank you. Is there something to drink, I'm really quite thirsty, and you wouldn't happen to have any idea as to how to test me to see what abilities I might have, would you?" Gypsy asks.

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"Charcoal doesn't taste to bad, once you break through the tough upper layer." Roy says with a grin.

The Monk grabbed Cougar by the wrist with the wrist that was grabbed, twisting Cougar's wrist in the process. With his other hand he grabbed Cougar by the other wrist and proceeded to through Cougar.

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"Thank you. Is there something to drink, I'm really quite thirsty, and you wouldn't happen to have any idea as to how to test me to see what abilities I might have, would you?" Gypsy asks.

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"Charcoal doesn't taste to bad, once you break through the tough upper layer." Roy says with a grin.

OOC: Um,. the kick to the head mean anything to you?

IC: Cougar hit the ground, and rolled with the impact, finding his balance quickly, regaining his posture, waiting for the next strike

Kay VII guestured off to the side, and a servant seemed to appear with a tray. There were a selection of drinks there -- a few mildly alchoholic, some different sorts of juices, and of course, regular water.

"I could have my mages test you for abilities in their elements...but other than that, I think there is a test that gods administer to their own to see what their abilities are...and then help each other learn to control those abilities."
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"You'd have to speak to my brother about eating charcoal. I've never had to."

OOC: I know, SE. Oh well. Life will be less entertaining without you.

OOC: I know, SE. Oh well. Life will be less entertaining without you.

OOC: Thank you :D I feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside now :D

OOC: Thank you :D I feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside now :D
OOC: You are such a goof. ^_^

OOC: You are such a goof. ^_^

OOC: At times... yes. But I know you mean that affectionatley

OOC: At times... yes. But I know you mean that affectionatley
OOC: Don't I always?

OOC: Don't I always?

OOC: But of course

OOC: Yes it did, but some attacks take longer to affect this particular monk than others.

IC: The monk began to get a headache from the earlier kick.

"Hmm, nice Kick. Let me show you how its really done." The Monk said.

He ran over to Cougar, lifted his leg high in the air, and brought it down hard.

OOC: He has all the regular weak points of a human, their just not as weak, due to their style of training.

OOC: But of course
There you go, then.

Cougar simply stepped sideways to avoid the monks attack. It was simple enough to do, and he slammed his palm into the monks side, roughly at kidney level

OOC: And Cougar is faster, tougher and stronger than the average human for any number of reasons. training, genetic enginnering etc. last post :( Gd'bye for a few days, unable to access from my next location

Gypsy chose one of the juices, not commonly being allowed to have juice that often.

"Anything to get started." Gypsy says.

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"I also carry a good amount of dried goods with me. I wish I had a bag of holding, but I've never encountered one. From what I hear of them, it would eleminate my need to cook entirely." Roy says.

The Monk grunted.

OOC: I'll resume this when you can return. It was nice to see you, I'd give you a :fluffle: but something about that wouldn't seem right coming from me to you.

OOC: Bye, SE. *hugs*

IC:
"Today must have been quite a shock for you. How about, to start off, you just rest? Or you can see the tailor about attending to your wardrobe."
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"You've never had a bag of holding? We have so many different items 'of holding' that they're quite common place among us entertainers."
She takes a glove from her belt, and puts her hand in...then her arm...she gets her arm all the way into it, but the glove isn't stretched at all...and it looks like it was supposed to only go to the wrist.
"I still can't find the fingers...I guess it's just a defective glove." She quips.

The Monk grunted.

OOC: I'll resume this when you can return. It was nice to see you, I'd give you a :fluffle: but something about that wouldn't seem right coming from me to you.
OOC: That's why it's good to be the woman of the group...I can :fluffle: you guys randomly without it seeming wrong.

"I think I figured out how to make clothes at will, and I really don't need rest, never have actually, can't quite figure out why." Gypsy says. She concentrates, and her outfit becomes a common t-shirt and jeans, with a common pair of white shoes.

"See?"


"Darn those defective gloves." Roy says.
"So, how does one cook anyways?" he asks.

OOC: ok, my queen feels a need to study the magic of the other hive, and other races in general so I'm sending an envoy to the tower.

IC:

The light blue sliver and its small escort paused at the entrance to the massive edifice, it was, as advertised, white, very, very, white, and big, extremely large, although the sliver got an impression that the exterior size was less than the dimensions within, however massive the structure seemed. The slivers entered the tower, only those within knew what awaited them...

The queen looked thoughtful for a moment, and Mith spoke up. "My Queen, I believe she mentioned an item that T'puuli may have mentioned at one time."

Kay VII nods. "Then take her to Jyzdelmar. From what I hear, T'puuli can't travel much today."

Mith shakes his head. "Her infant. He'll heal on his own. If you would, then, Gypsy..." Mith guestures for her to follow him.

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"Okay...Cooking is easy. When making bread, take a nice clean stone, and mix flour, salt, and water until it's all nicely mixed like this. See? Then take some embers and set them on a flat stone, like this *does so* and then put another flat stone on the embers, and put the dough on the second stone. To cook meat, put it on a stick, and set up a little apparatus *she's showing him* so that you aren't sticking it into the fire. Season it as you like, and then don't let any stay in the fire too long. Vegetables, unless it's evening and you're making a stew, can just be eaten raw. It's easy, see?"

While Costh was working in his workshop, he noticed a new sliver and decided to follow it to see what it would do, as it didn't seem to have come from wherever normal slivers came from.

"yes, yes I see." Roy said, he whipped out a notepad, and started taking notes.


Gypsy followed Mith.


Back in the tower, Rahegalhoff was watching the monks fight Cougar.

"A sliver, what are you doing here? Oh, wait, your not from Warhaven, Where the duce are you from?" He asked.

Arel laughs. "It's not that complex, really."

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Mith takes Gypsy to Jyzdelmar, where a mage in silver robes (not cloaked or masked, though) greets them.

"What brings you here today?"

I'd like to see if I am talented in magic. I am not sure where my talent lies, but I do have a lot of them. I seem to be able to make things happen at will, why once I bent space around an innocent young boy, and made him disappear from sight. Helped him escape Slavers that way.

"Cooking may not be that complex to you, but nothing is complex if you know how to do it." Roy says.

Like this? *Space warps (not subtly...she's letting the power be felt) around the mage, and she seems to disappear*

"Yes, yes exactly like that. I'm not sure how I did it, but I did it." Gypsy says, glad that someone is understanding what she's talking about.

By this time, Arel's brother and sisters are getting up and starting to tear down the camp.
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Space unbends around the mage. "You've come to the right place...but the only one who is probably qualified to teach you can't do very much today. Her baby is sick...he should recover, but she doesn't want to leave him alone. The Queen contacted us, saying that it was a young goddess coming..."