Emails in Answer to Turn 55
----- Original Message -----
From: John C.E. Bardwell
Sent: Sunday, December 20, 1998 1:26 PM
Subject: Re: Turn 55
> Elric moves to stand between Chit and the two elves. "Hold your actions.
> We have just fought side by side against a common foe. Chit here is a kreen
> not a scrab, not your enemy. He is an honorable companion and has many times
> over shown the way to goodness. You should not seek to destroy him in
> restribution for evil done by another. When I was but a lad, a group of
> elves came to out caravan and raided us. They stole our goods and a few of
> the children. Killing those who would fight for the rights of their loved
> ones. Should I then hunt down all elves for the evil done by this small
> group? Should also hunt any of elven blood? If so wouldn't I need to slay
> myself, as I carry the elven blood in mine own vains?"
----- Original Message -----
From: Fabian Benavente
Sent: Sunday, December 20, 1998 4:03 PM
Subject: RE: Turn 55
>
>
> > Elric moves to stand between Chit and the two elves. "Hold your actions.
> >We have just fought side by side against a common foe. Chit here is a kreen
> >not a scrab, not your enemy. He is an honorable companion and has many times
> >over shown the way to goodness. You should not seek to destroy him in
> >restribution for evil done by another. When I was but a lad, a group of
> >elves came to out caravan and raided us. They stole our goods and a few of
> >the children. Killing those who would fight for the rights of their loved
> >ones. Should I then hunt down all elves for the evil done by this small
> >group? Should also hunt any of elven blood? If so wouldn't I need to slay
> >myself, as I carry the elven blood in mine own vains?"
>
>
> The elven boy looks confused for a minute, "But we have been told by our elders that kreens eat
> elves. We, elves, are blood enemies with the kreen and you have no doubt been lucky this far. The
> kreen is waiting for a chance to kill you and feast upon you." The young warrior does not put up his
> sword and it shines deadly with the scrab's gore on it. "I know this because I was told by my
> elders over a night's fire." He nods towards the kreen and the scrabs and continues, "We are elves,
> the best of the creatures under the crimson sun but for that we have been cursed. Our meat is sweet
> tasting to all insects and they can't help themselves. Sooner or later, it will slavor its jaws over
> you if he hasn't already."
>
> The elven girl jumps in, "Aye, Lirón speak the truth. They be the stuff elven nightmares are made
> from. ītis the first time I seen 'em but they is uglier than they was described to us. Stand back,
> ye will thank us in the long run. If the lizerd be one of the savage man-eaters we was told ībout as
> well, then both shall die." The girl had completed drawing energy from the surrounding and her face
> was flushed and more beatiful than before. Her dark countenance and serious bearing left no doubt
> that she meant business.
>
> Chit only moved his antennas even more wildly and the pterran could only issue a deep rumbling sound
> from its throat as the young elves did not give way to Elric's logic.
>
> L8r,
>
> Fabian
> Read the Turns!!! DS PbeM "Tyr and Beyond"
>
----- Original Message -----
From: John C.E. Bardwell
Sent: Sunday, December 20, 1998 5:00 PM
Subject: Elric: The Debate continues
> Watching the two elves for sudden movements Elric slowly reverses his grip
> on his bone sword and sheaths it. The warlock bows his head slightly in
> respect to the two elves. "You do great honor to your tribal elders that you
> remember their words. You have shown the honor and strength of your tribe in
> your battle prowess. Now I ask that you give honor to the wisdom of your
> people and see with open eyes. Do not judge the soul for the body it is
> incased in."
>
> Bending slightly Elric reaches into his boot and draws a bone dagger. The
> dagger is bleached white and shows large black Runes down its blade. "Know
> this, If you seek to harm my companions I will stop you by any means
> necessary." With a slight tip of the dagger's position Elric single out the
> Sorceress, "I hold for you the dagger SpellBinder. At the first motion
> towards a spell and I shall strike you with it. Once it has tasted your
> blood the power of your spell will fade to nothing." With a slight tip of
> the sword's position Elric singles out the young Lirón, "I hold for you the
> blade Tempest. If you move to strike my friends and companions I shall show
> you how keen its blade is."
>
> "I seek not to threaten or scare you into doing as I wish. I seek only to
> inform you of the consequences of your actions. In this way you can make the
> most informed decision."
----- Original Message -----
From: T.R. Curll
Sent: Sunday, December 20, 1998 7:19 PM
Subject: Gaigin, Turn 55
> Gaigin kicks the scrab corpse before him and spits for good measure.
> Not a bad fight, though it could have been better organized. Checking
> himself, Gaigin winces as several more scrapes and gashes cover his
> body. He would have to get a healer now, he was running out of
> bandages. Seeing the elves threaten to kill the 'kreen, Gaigin wrenches
> his spear from the scrab's corpse, slips his club back into his wide
> belt, and wanders over to help free the Bound ones.
>
> Gaigin slides his mask up over his head and pulls out his knife, eyeing
> the sticky web warily.
>
> "Elric, ye know of these things. Will this web dissipate or do we have
> to cut it?" Gaigin says, turning around. Noticing that the elves were
> stil preparing to fight, Gaigin sighed. Turning around to face the two,
> Gaigin leans his spear against his shoulder and eyes the two nomad
> elves. Shaking his head, Gaigin curses in elven:
>
> "Gith's Blood! If you two young fools are done threatening our 'Kreen
> here, who, by the way, has yet to eat a single elf since I've known him,
> and has saved the life of this party, elves and all, more then once,
> then lower yer weapons and spells. If not, quit stallin' and attack so
> we can kill ye and be on our way. We've faced far worse then a pair o'
> ignorant elves who see everything with more than four legs as an enemy,
> and we've business to be about." Gaigin turned to Elric, "We've little
> time to explain the ways o' the real world to these two. We've got to
> be on our way as soon as we can."
>
> So saying, Gaigin turns back to the bound pack members and begins
> gingerly sawing spider web in an effort to free them.
>
>
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----- Original Message -----
From: Fabian Benavente
Sent: Sunday, December 20, 1998 8:27 PM
Subject: RE: Elric: The Debate continues
> > Bending slightly Elric reaches into his boot and draws a bone dagger. The
> >dagger is bleached white and shows large black Runes down its blade. "Know
> >this, If you seek to harm my companions I will stop you by any means
> >necessary." With a slight tip of the dagger's position Elric single out the
> >Sorceress, "I hold for you the dagger SpellBinder. At the first motion
> >towards a spell and I shall strike you with it. Once it has tasted your
> >blood the power of your spell will fade to nothing." With a slight tip of
> >the sword's position Elric singles out the young Lirón, "I hold for you
> the
> >blade Tempest. If you move to strike my friends and companions I shall show
> >you how keen its blade is."
> >
> > "I seek not to threaten or scare you into doing as I wish. I seek only to
> >inform you of the consequences of your actions. In this way you can make
> the
> >most informed decision."
>
>
> "Bah! brave words indeed from someone who has us outnumbered more than three
> to one." The elf warrior lowers his bone blade but doesn't quite sheath it
> yet. "Listen to me, half-elf! Have you ever been biten by one of the insect
> folks. It is said that their bite poisons elves and corrodes their soul like
> acid. An elf eaten by an insect will forever haunt the desert never quite
> dying but not yet living. Their claws were made to drink elven blood. This
> we know; we have been told by our elders, specially by Tisha as she is an
> expert killer of the insect men. Too bad there aren't any on this side of
> the mountains but I, Lirón, shall be the tribe's scrab slayer!" The elf boy
> relaxes a bit and goes about looking at the rest of the band.
>
> The elven sorceress, however, needs a little more convincing. "Nay, Lirón.
> 'tis not our way to trust strangers and fer sure no strangers that have
> killer kreens and savage lizardmen as their friends. If those two are to be
> freed, who shall watch over 'em?" The young girl looks towards the only full
> elf (Mendi) within the group and sees his reticient towards the kreen, "How
> 'bout yee? Ye seem as full blood as we but I'm not sure what tribe ye'r
> from. Do ye trust the kreen and the lizardman? Do ye sleep with the viscious
> hunters hungry on the prowl?" The female elf addresses Lirón and admonishes
> him, "Lirón, how quickly ye fergets the suffering of yer kin! Like ye said,
> we have paid half our debt in full!" She lowers her hands and smiles,
> "Perhaps we can strike a deal with the group and in return we shall let the
> kreen and lizerdman live..."
>
> L8r,
>
> Fabian
> Read the Turns!!! DS PbeM "Tyr and Beyond"
>
----- Original Message -----
From: Matthew Nippert
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 12:25 PM
Subject: RE: Elric: The Debate continues
> Tak' squinted at the elves. One minute they were fighting a common
> enemy, and then they were speaking off killing a packmate. Ignoring the
> pain that flashed through his body, Tak' let his psionic strength drop,
> instantly feeling more drained that he suspected. That fighting had
> taken a lot out of him.
>
> Pulling his spear from a fallen scrab, and gathering his dropped
> Sloth-tooth dagger. Tak' gave out a low growl in the direction of the
> two elves as he pulled his life-dagger out and slowly started to cut
> through the thick webbing that trapped his two companions - starting
> first with Chit-Zik.
>
> "You speak of vicious hunters all around, elves." Tak' saws, between
> grunts as he struggles to cut the web, "But are not the elves the bane
> of all who walk the desert wastes? I have reason to fear you."
>
> "My kin are feared and savage hunters of the forest," Tak' grins while
> his dagger cuts through sticky cord, "You have reason to fear me Know
> your enemies elves - but know all of them, as well as those who are not.
> Common courtesy among travllers is not to slay each other on the spot."
>
> -Tak'Nak'Raq
> aka Matthew Nippert
>
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----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 10:07 AM
Subject: Mendi, turn 56
>
>
> Hello all, I hope you had a good weekend.
>
> A preliminary comment: even though Chit's role looks compromised, perhaps
> we should at least keep him with us until we arrive at Lost Scale. By then,
> perhaps somebody else will take Chit over, but it would be too bad to scrap
> him from the group before we arrive there.
>
> Back to Mendi, a little before the discussion about Chit's future arises:
>
> The heat of the fight fell, and Mendi soon realised that his mind was open.
> A short moment of panic passed on the elf, who was quickly and mercifully
> soothed by Rayne's kind words. Reassured by the massive mul's presence, the
> peddler recovered his wits enough to try to close his mind. "This was
> horrible... he said to the mul. Those things are... evil..." Weak from his
> wounds and his ordeal, Mendi couldn't help but rely on Rayne's powerfull
> body to keep him erect. The mul would have been amused if the wounds on the
> elf's chest weren't there, very true despite the fact that no scrab had
> touched the elf. Mendi, who was usually avoiding any physical contact,
> clutched at the mul like a frightened mul.
> At first he didn't pay attention to what happened around him, eyes
> half-closed as he slowly closed his mind. He didn't catch the beginning of
> the hot discussion between his companions and the two elves about the thri
> kreen, and was taken off-balance by the elf's direct question.
>
> The young girl looks towards the only full elf (Mendi) within the group and
> sees his reticient towards the kreen, "How 'bout yee? Ye seem as full blood
> as we but I'm not sure what tribe ye'r from. Do ye trust the kreen and the
> lizardman? Do ye sleep with the viscious hunters hungry on the prowl?" The
> female elf addresses Lirón and admonishes him, "Lirón, how quickly ye
> fergets the suffering of yer kin! Like ye said, we have paid half our debt
> in full!" She lowers her hands and smiles, "Perhaps we can strike a deal
> with the group and in return we shall let the kreen and lizerdman live..."
>
> Mendi painfully left Rayne's embrace (or support, whatever is correct
> here), and made an effort to bow in front of the elven sorceress, and then
> in front of the younger make. Mendi then spoke in elven, but his voice was
> hard to come, as he obviously suffered from his wounds: "My thanks to both
> of you for your help in this fight. I am Mendi from the late House Ber, a
> former proud elven merchant House of the city of Tyr, but I am the last of
> my kin. I trust Ptellac the "lizard", and I vouch for the kreen..." Mendi
> took a breath. "We should stick to the trader's cant, so that my companion
> understand what is said. Ptellac is a honest trader, and we are all on a
> trading mission with him. As for the kreen, Gaigin elf-friend trust him,
> and he is part of our band. As you see, he jumped in defence of the pack,
> and in this I trust him, regardless of my personal feelings. Leave him
> alone and he will leave both of you alone, as far as I know."
----- Original Message -----
From: John C.E. Bardwell
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 9:40 AM
Subject: Re: Gaigin, Turn 55
> -----
> "Elric, ye know of these things. Will this web dissipate or do we have
> to cut it?" Gaigin says, turning around. Noticing that the elves were
> stil preparing to fight, Gaigin sighed. Turning around to face the two,
> Gaigin leans his spear against his shoulder and eyes the two nomad
> elves. Shaking his head, Gaigin curses in elven:
> -----
>
> Elric glances down to the sticky web, "It will dissipate but normally
> not for a good length of time, which we don't have. Cover the web with sand,
> that should make it easier to deal with. Then you should be able to cut it
> or tear it."
>
>
> ----
> "Perhaps we can strike a deal with the group and in return we shall let
> the
> kreen and lizerdman live..."
> ----
>
> Elric's hard eyes focus on the elven sorcerous, "We would gladly speak
> of a deal with you. In fact we had thought to seek out the Elven Tribe of
> the region to seek and alliance to destroy these scrabs. However, you must
> understand that the lives of Chit and Ptellac are not your to bargain with.
> They are free to walk the sands. If you do not acknowledge this we will come
> to odds."
----- Original Message -----
From: Trevor Sanders
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 11:27 AM
Subject: Koreth: Turn 55
> Koreth let his mind calm, as his battle lust fled from him. <Once again
> I have escaped a terrible battle unharmed!> He thinks, as the two elves
> approach. Wiping the scrab gore from his blade, Koreth's brow furls at
> the words of the two flippant young elves. <Bloody ashes, I know these
> two are up to something!> He walks up to where his two companions are
> encased in magical webs, his now clean sword still in his hand. It
> glints in his hand, as does his teeth, which are bared in a sneer.
>
> "I'll not take threats from a couple of undergrown, lanky, light
> fingered kank droppings such as yourselves." Koreth says coldly, his
> eyes slowly changing from their normal blue into a cold grey "Kill my
> two companions! Pah, you'll both die before you touch them! Bloody
> fools, go back to your tribe before I grow tired of your worm tounges
> and cut them out!" Koreth's eyes flicker with anger as he waits for the
> two elves to leave. Somewhere inside he knew that he might push them
> too far, somewhere inside he desperately wanted to.
>
> "The most convincing lie is the truth you never question."
>
> Trevor Sanders, DM of Arcana PBeM
>
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 1:19 PM
Subject: Aryus: turn 56
>
>
>
> The windmage had barely recovered from the outburst of violence when the
> new danger came from unexpected quarters. The two elves who had helped them
> defeat the scrabs. Aryus looked at the two elves and then at Elric with
> some horror in his eyes... how could sensitive people behave in a so inept
> way ? How could people who had just fought a common enemy be ready to gut
> each other ?
>
>
> "Bah! brave words indeed from someone who has us outnumbered more than
> three
> to one." The elf warrior lowers his bone blade but doesn't quite sheath it
> yet. "Listen to me, half-elf! Have you ever been biten by one of the insect
> folks. It is said that their bite poisons elves and corrodes their soul
> like
> acid. An elf eaten by an insect will forever haunt the desert never quite
> dying but not yet living. Their claws were made to drink elven blood. This
> we know; we have been told by our elders, specially by Tisha as she is an
> expert killer of the insect men. Too bad there aren't any on this side of
> the mountains but I, Lirón, shall be the tribe's scrab slayer!" The elf boy
> relaxes a bit and goes about looking at the rest of the band.
> Aryus nodded, as the young elf looked capable of reason. He hoped for a
> swift end for this uncomprehensible burst of anger, but the elven
> soreceress soon broke that dream.
>
> The elven sorceress, however, needs a little more convincing. "Nay, Lirón.
> 'tis not our way to trust strangers and fer sure no strangers that have
> killer kreens and savage lizardmen as their friends. If those two are to be
> freed, who shall watch over 'em?" The young girl looks towards the only
> full
> elf (Mendi) within the group and sees his reticient towards the kreen, "How
> 'bout yee? Ye seem as full blood as we but I'm not sure what tribe ye'r
> from. Do ye trust the kreen and the lizardman? Do ye sleep with the
> viscious
> hunters hungry on the prowl?" The female elf addresses Lirón and admonishes
> him, "Lirón, how quickly ye fergets the suffering of yer kin! Like ye said,
> we have paid half our debt in full!" She lowers her hands and smiles,
> "Perhaps we can strike a deal with the group and in return we shall let the
> kreen and lizerdman live..."
> Aryus listened without understanding to the short elven dialog. When Mendi
> switched back to the trader's cant, Aryus was satisfied to hear the elf's
> placating words, and hoped for a peaceful solution. He was soon washed cold
> by Koreth angry response:
> "I'll not take threats from a couple of undergrown, lanky, light
> fingered kank droppings such as yourselves." Koreth says coldly, his
> eyes slowly changing from their normal blue into a cold grey "Kill my
> two companions! Pah, you'll both die before you touch them! Bloody
> fools, go back to your tribe before I grow tired of your worm tounges
> and cut them out!" Koreth's eyes flicker with anger as he waits for the
> two elves to leave. Somewhere inside he knew that he might push them
> too far, somewhere inside he desperately wanted to.
>
> The windmage quickly went to Koreth's side, and whispered in the noble
> warrior's ear: "Koreth, don't let prejudice blind you. Perhaps these elves
> can help us, as Elric noted. Do you think that you will convince them not
> to harm Chit and Ptellac if you behave the way they do, by judging a whole
> race by the reaction of a few ? Do you think I will react violently to all
> Urikite because some of them killed my precious Alana ? Please, Koreth,
> don't start a useless bloodshed !"
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 1:45 PM
Subject: Mendi, turn 56, part 2
>
>
>
>
> Koreth let his mind calm, as his battle lust fled from him. <Once again
> I have escaped a terrible battle unharmed!> He thinks, as the two elves
> approach. Wiping the scrab gore from his blade, Koreth's brow furls at
> the words of the two flippant young elves. <Bloody ashes, I know these
> two are up to something!> He walks up to where his two companions are
> encased in magical webs, his now clean sword still in his hand. It
> glints in his hand, as does his teeth, which are bared in a sneer.
> "I'll not take threats from a couple of undergrown, lanky, light
> fingered kank droppings such as yourselves." Koreth says coldly, his
> eyes slowly changing from their normal blue into a cold grey "Kill my
> two companions! Pah, you'll both die before you touch them! Bloody
> fools, go back to your tribe before I grow tired of your worm tounges
> and cut them out!" Koreth's eyes flicker with anger as he waits for the
> two elves to leave. Somewhere inside he knew that he might push them
> too far, somewhere inside he desperately wanted to.
> Mendi looked at Koreth with sadnes, then steadied himself once more, and
> took a breath. "Friends, he said to the two elves, you must understand
> Koreth, he has suffered from the ruthlessness of one savage raiding tribe,
> and tends to mistrust our kin as a whole because of the demeanor of those
> heartless raiders. So here you come, threatening two persons he trust and
> has fought many battle with, so his words were more a reflex of protection
> than anything else. If you trust the word of your own blood, know that I
> would defend Ptellac with my life, even now in my weakened state, and I
> would certainly not see the kreen's death with happiness. (Though Mendi
> didn't exactly say anything, the difference was quite evident between what
> he thought of the two, but the stronger the contrast of what he said next:)
> But as a legitimate member of this expedition, I'll obey Gaigin here, said
> Mendi, pointing at the human warrior who was still sawing the web which
> kept the kreen and pterran bound, and I'll defend the kreen against my own
> blood if need be. I'll not threathen you, but you must note, however, than
> we are more than you are, so your lifes would be quickly lost, and without
> reason. But you will see that our leader, Gaigin, isn't exactly
> threathening you right now, he is much more occupied with the mundane task
> of freeing our companions. And as far as I know, this particular kreen is a
> gentle druid, and he never did anything that threathened me, even though
> there is no lost love between us..." Mendi looked at the other group
> members, torn between his innate fear and mistrust of the thri-kreens, and
> his loyalty towards this group... besides, it was true that Chit had never
> threathened him... "As for Ptellac, the elf continued, though I do not
> entirely understand his philosophy, know that he has a high respect for
> life, and that he would never endanger the life of others willingly, so
> your tribe is safe from him. Your purses are not, however, for he is a
> shrewed trader, and his bartereing skill challenges even the best elven
> trader's !"
> Note: all along, Mendi uses his fast-talk abilty to convince the two elves.
>
> Note: If things come to worse, Mendi will try to defend Ptellac, and ask
> his companions to overpower the two 'silly' elven pups.
>
> Note: If, as is hopeful, things cool down, the peddlar will speak thusly:
>
> "It is better so, for there is no use in spilling the blood between gentle
> folks. But as I see from your reaction, it will be hard to enlist your
> elder's help with Chit among us... but perhaps you can come with us to
> Ptellac's village, and see for yourself. The kreen needs to rest and
> recover from his wounds, so we'll leave him there when we go to your
> village ? <Or so I hope... how would he react in the middle of an elven
> camp, even supposing that those elves do not threathen him ?"
>
> Mendi then turedn towards Gaigin and Ptellac, and waited for their and the
> two elves reaction to his proposal.
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 2:05 PM
Subject: RE: Elric: The Debate continues
>
>
>
>
> Tak? squinted at the elves. One minute they were fighting a common
> enemy, and then they were speaking off killing a packmate. Ignoring the
> pain that flashed through his body, Tak? let his psionic strength drop,
> instantly feeling more drained that he suspected. That fighting had
> taken a lot out of him.
> Pulling his spear from a fallen scrab, and gathering his dropped
> Sloth-tooth dagger. Tak? gave out a low growl in the direction of the
> two elves as he pulled his life-dagger out and slowly started to cut
> through the thick webbing that trapped his two companions - starting
> first with Chit-Zik.
> "You speak of vicious hunters all around, elves." Tak' saws, between
> grunts as he struggles to cut the web, "But are not the elves the bane
> of all who walk the desert wastes? I have reason to fear you."
> "My kin are feared and savage hunters of the forest," Tak? grins while
> his dagger cuts through sticky cord, "You have reason to fear me Know
> your enemies elves - but know all of them, as well as those who are not.
> Common courtesy among travllers is not to slay each other on the spot."
> "Ahem... Tak, if you don't mind, I'd prefer to try to smooth thinks here,
> with Gaigin's help... I trust you on many topics, but I am afraid your lack
> of contact with other people is making your tongue a little too raspy here,
> and I'm sure this is but a misunderstanding, I'm sure," interjected Mendi.
> Then, turning towards the elves: "In the city of Tyr, most people are used
> to see some halflings, but in most of the cities I know, the halflings are
> feared, for some fallen renegades oft their race have stooped to fell
> habits indeed, like eating peoples. Tak, here, on the other hand, is a
> faithfull companion, and I'm proud to travel with him, even though his
> words were perhaps somewhat rude-looking !"
----- Original Message -----
From: John C.E. Bardwell
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 12:13 PM
Subject: Turn 56, Oh what a turn....
> -----
> Note: all along, Mendi uses his fast-talk abilty to convince the two elves.
> -----
>
>
> - Assuming that the elves have decided not to attack -
>
> Elric visably relaxes then turns to Gaigin, his grin once again coming
> to his lips. "Did you see that? I was thinking ahead and everything!" The
> warlock turns back to the elves and bows slightly. "It is good we shall not
> find need to raise arms towards one another."
>
> Glancing around the area Elric mutters "Now where did my little one run
> to? Really wish you would do something to earn your name, 'Little One' just
> doesn't work" Reaching down Elric scoops up the tagster cub and rubs under
> his chin, causing the cub to purr loudly.
>
> The warlock walks over to where Chit and Ptellac are slowly being
> removed from the sticky web. The two elves stand by, their eyes going wide
> at the sight of another desert hunter. The two elves then look to Mendi,
> indeed wondering how any sane Elf could sleep at night in the company of
> such a high number of known killers.
----- Original Message -----
From: Trevor Sanders
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 1:54 PM
Subject: Koreth: turn 56
>
> Aryus listened without understanding to the short elven dialog. When
> Mendi switched back to the trader's cant, Aryus was satisfied to hear
> the elf's placating words, and hoped for a peaceful solution. He was
> soon washed cold by Koreth angry response:
>
> "I'll not take threats from a couple of undergrown, lanky, light
> fingered kank droppings such as yourselves." Koreth says coldly, his
> eyes slowly changing from their normal blue into a cold grey "Kill my
> two companions! Pah, you'll both die before you touch them! Bloody
> fools, go back to your tribe before I grow tired of your worm tounges
> and cut them out!" Koreth's eyes flicker with anger as he waits for the
> two elves to leave. Somewhere inside he knew that he might push them
> too far, somewhere inside he desperately wanted to.
>
> The windmage quickly went to Koreth's side, and whispered in the noble
> warrior's ear: "Koreth, don't let prejudice blind you. Perhaps these
> elves can help us, as Elric noted. Do you think that you will convince
> them not to harm Chit and Ptellac if you behave the way they do, by
> judging a whole race by the reaction of a few ? Do you think I will
> react violently to all Urikite because some of them killed my precious
> Alana ? Please, Koreth, don't start a useless bloodshed !"
>
> Koreth's rage grew as Ayrus lectured him. His eyes never left the two
> young elves, his hands never unclentched as the windmage's words
> battered his ears. <You talk to much Ayrus> he thought, wishing the
> nieve half-elf would just shut up.
>
> "This is different," Koreth growls "if they want a fight, I'll give them
> one. Even if I have to face them alone!" He pushes Ayrus away roughly,
> his eyes locked on the two elves. His thoughts burned of his lost
> companions. Lying on the path, the earth soaked with their blood. The
> words of his companions echoed hollowly in his mind. He did not hear
> them. Koreth waited for some sign from the elves, wishing they would
> attack, wishing he could blur his pain and regret in the haze of battle.
>
> Duego. Nodi. They had been the only real friends he had before he met
> his current companions. He had what he thought were friends in Tyr, but
> they only liked his money. He had thought he could buy friendship, and
> for a time it had seemed true. Koreth's mind was flooded with
> rememberances of his two friends. It hurt. The pain had dulled over
> time only to return each time he thought of them. Once again he was
> confronted with the burning desire for revenge, to destroy these two
> elves that threatened his companions. He had given in to that desire
> once, in the Drunken Baazrag tavern an elf had insulted him. An elf not
> much unlike the boy before him in age and apperance. His anger had
> overwhelmed him then, it had been much more raw and fresh than it was
> now. A young noble had tried to stop Koreth, to end the fight. He had
> died, along with the elf in the brawl that ensued. Koreth hadn't meant
> to kill him. It was a lucky punch. <He shouldn't have stood in my way>
> Koreth though angrily <he shouldn't have been there....>
>
> "The most convincing lie is the truth you never question."
>
> Trevor Sanders, DM of Arcana PBeM
>
----- Original Message -----
From: Fabian Benavente
Sent: Monday, December 21, 1998 6:10 PM
Subject: Holiday Season
> As you all know we have gone through a couple of changes with players.
>
> Larry will no longer be playing with us until he gets steady access so
> please take him off your address books for the game. I will write Chit-Zik
> off the story in such a way so as to be able to bring him back in case that
> is necessary.
>
> Krista is having personal problems so Rayne is being handled by me for the
> time being.
>
> Rive is busy with college applications so Ayrus is being handled by Vincent
> for the time being.
>
> Holiday season is already on us. I will be traveling but WILL be available
> for the game (I like it too much:)).
>
> I am not sure about everyone else specially Vincent (who is handling two
> characters now). I am NOT proposing a stop from the game but a SLOW down to
> one post per week for the time being.
>
> My tentative schedule for recaps is as follows:
> turn 56 tonight, Monday 21
> turn 57...over the weekend of 26 and 27
> turn 58...over the weekend of 2 and 3
>
> We will retake our normal posting (twice per week at least) after that.
>
> Let me know if this poses any sort of problem with anyone. Should everyone
> respond and I have the time, the turn may go out quicker but I doubt that
> since Vincent looses access over the holiday (Hey Vincent How about asking
> Santa for a computer?:)).
>
> HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO EVERYONE AND I REALLY WANT TO THANK ALL OF YOU FOR MAKING
> THIS AN EXCELLENT ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE. HONESTLY, I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD
> HOST A GAME OF THIS NATURE
>
> THANKS AND LOOKING FORWARD TO ANOTHER GREAT YEAR!!!
>
> L8r,
>
>
> Fabian
> Read the Turns!!! DS PbeM "Tyr and Beyond"
>