01/06/98 00:59:21
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01/06/98 00:59:21
| Name: Gabriel |
| State: Lost in the Gardens of Gaultheria |
Comments:
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!! jeez - stupid hedge mazes - HEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!"
The sudden cry of anguish startles two doves off their picture-book perch on a water fountain. Gabriel angrily swipes at the two as he enters yet another garden. After the rose, heather, and oriental gardens, Gabriel is beginning to doubt if the gard
ns ever end, and his own ability to find his way out.
"You better send help!"he cries after the doves.
"Man - some garden. Stupid maze got me lost - Heather, Roses, Snapdragons. I must admit that this one is particularly serene. I wonder what she calls it?
A man steps out of some shadows in the wall. He looks as if to speak, but Gabriel cuts him off.
"Jeez! Didn't I tell you before that I don't need your help?! I can find my way out just fine. Go away, Guide, before I make you go away. I'm armed, you know. While you're just arm-ored. One arrow through that grill you call a helmet, and you
ll be pushing up daisies, though that would probably fit you, wouldn't it? Mr. Big, Tough, Garden-Guide. You must make Lucien soooooo proud."
Gabriel turns back around as the Guard hurries back into the hedges, crying. He drops a bouquet of roses as he runs. Gabriel turns at the sound of them hitting the ground (the garden was so serene, the impact rang out like Verdi's Requiem). Gabriel loo
s at them, and at the Guide, cowering under some Ivy.
"Awwwwwwww - did the wittle guide bwing me some fwowers to make me feel better?" Gabriel's face twists in a wicked smile, as he reaches back as if to pull out his bow for some archery practice... but then he stops, and lifts the bouquet to his nose..
"I guess you're lucky I like roses. C'mere, ya big lug!"
And the Guide happily (he skipped at first, till Gabriel tripped him) shows the Bard the way out of the maze of hedges.
01/05/98 23:36:52
| Name: Miss Lisa |
Comments:
She soon stops crying and looks up and Johan, then at Arina. "Can I tell you a story?" Without waiting for their assent, she sits on a nearby log, and her face takes on a far away expression. "My mother was the daughter of a rich man. Sh
was the eldest, and she had two younger sisters. There were no male heirs in the family. Thus, my grandfather decided that all of his money would go to my mother when he died. He never liked my father or me, but he was determined to see to it that his
eldest daughter was solvent, in case she ever decided to leave us. Well, mother knew that someday, after she was gone, the money would pass to me. I was known throughout the area as a great heiress, and had many fortune hunters seeking my hand. I did n
t want a man who would want me only for my money, so I spurned them all. Then, Christoph came along. He was charming, handsome, and he swore that he loved me, money or no money. I foolishly fell in love with him, and we were betrothed. In that time, m
grandfather became sick, and all thought he would die. However, my mother died a week before my grandfather. So, upon hearing of the death of his eldest daughter, he had a new will drawn up, and all of his money was left to my Aunt Isabell. Thus, I lo
t my mother and my fortune within a sennight. Apparently, Chris was more devastated than I, because, upon hearing the news, he broke our betrothal. A fortnight later, he was married to an older, richer woman, who, I found out, had been his mistress sinc
soon after we met. I was heartbroken. Father could not bear to see me so hurt, so he said he'd send me to his sister, hoping that Aunt Poca could help me recover from the loss of my mother and my betrothed... I've been here for a short time... I was
beginning to heal, and then I met you, Johan... And I don't know why, but you made me forget about Chris last night... It was like I'd never known him. Until I heard Arina in your room last night. I thought it was all starting over again, and I couldn
t bear it... And now, because of it, Aunt Poca may be dying..." She buries her face in her hands, crying silently.
01/05/98 22:40:29
| Name: Johan |
Comments:
It's not your fault, little one...it's not your fault...He cradles her in his arms...
01/05/98 22:11:18
| Name: Lucien |
Comments:
Lucien reaches the castle and immediately guards surround him. He hands Lady Poca down to one of the guards, then dismounts. The guard returns the Lady to Lucien's arms, and Lucien rushes into the castle. As he enters the Great Hall, he shouts,
When the healer arrives, have him sent to the north tower. Time is of the utmost importance. Milady is losing a lot of blood. If any among the visitors knows aught about healing, have them follow me!" He carries the lady to her tower room, and gent
y lies her on the bed. Then he kneels by her side and presses fresh bandages over the wounds on her shoulder, hoping that help would soon arrive.
01/05/98 15:42:19
| Name: Miss Lisa |
Comments:
She looks at Johan, then drops her head to his shoulder and begins to cry. "I'm so sorry..."
01/05/98 12:00:14
| Name: Meanwhile... |
Comments:
While on his way to the howls, Alex recieves some rather distressing feelings, however they are not his own... He removes the amulet that Lady Poca gave him. The feelings instead grow... Unexplainable feelings... They begin to distract him enough that
e is unable to maintain his airspeed velocity and begins to fall to the ground. His hits the ground, yet the pain of the injury is overwhelmed by the other feelings that Alex has. He gives a greay cry of agony as he writhes in pain and anguish. All he say
while in this state is Mother... Father... where are you... He claps his head with his mighty talons and curls into a fetal position while rocking back and forth, repeating the same thing over and over Mother... Father... where are you...
01/05/98 04:11:41
| Name: Johan |
Comments:
Dismounts from his horse, tosses the reins in Loranar's general direction, and sprints over to Miss Lisa...Are you all right? What's the matter? He puts a hand on her shoulder...What happened to your aunt isn't your fault...and she's going
to be fine. Her wounds didn't appear to be altogether too serious, as combat wounds go, and thanks to you she got some decent care quickly, which is a BIG help...
01/05/98 02:10:09
| Name: Gungadin |
Comments:
Gungadin stands flabbergasted upon seeing the large wolf transform into the young woman with which he had shared a few dances just the other night. "Wha... how..? Oh, dear me... Now THAT'S a trick that I'd like to be able to do..!" Gungadin
ooks at the faces around him, and tries to say something comforting. "Well, I didn't get a good look at her shoulder, Miss Lisa, but I did see that head wound. Don't worry about that, trust me. I know my head wounds, and I've suffered some far wors
than that one. Then again, I have been blessed with an unusually thick skull, so..."
01/05/98 02:03:50
| Name: Loranar |
Comments:
Elects along with Johan (I'm sure *g*) to stay with the two women in the clearing, although he's sure he has no idea what Arina's talking about.
01/05/98 02:02:06
| Name: Arina |
Comments:
Morphs back into human form, and slumps to a sitting position...No, actually, I think it's probably equally distributed between you and me, Lisa. You, for not listening to me last night in the gardens, and me, for not realizing how insecure you're
acting...not to mention where you live...She leans back against a convienent rock, and falls into a trance-like state...
01/04/98 22:57:29
| Name: Miss Lisa |
Comments:
After Lucien takes her aunt from her, Lisa stands and stares at the blood, her aunt's blood, on her hands and clothing. "It's all my fault..." She begins to sob.
01/04/98 22:45:41
| Name: Lucien |
Comments:
He appears on the scene, takes everything in, especially the large wolf, then drops to his knees beside his lady. "Oh, Lady Poca... You should have waited as I advised..." He hangs his head for a moment, feeling that the matter is his fault,
hen looks back to Lady Poca and Lisa. "We had best get her back to the castle. I'll have a man ride to Softwynd to find the healer." He lifts Lady Poca into his arms, and still somehow manages to mount his horse without jarring her. He spurs hi
horse into motion, realizing that time, instead of gentleness, is of the essence.
01/04/98 21:17:05
| Name: Nein |
Comments:
Nein's eyebrows disappear into her hairline. "Really, Gabriel, is there a need for such violence?" Nein picks up the pieces of the pitcher and hands them to a servant. "It was a valuable piece of china- a museum would have been happy to have that." Sh
regards his invitation, and replies "Though you offer comforting words, I'm afraid that I won't be able to enjoy myself with one of my castle-mates in imminent danger. I'll just stay right here. But I think you could use a walk in the garden- it must h
ve been some strong stuff you were drinking." After this deft refusal, Nein leaves Gabriel to his own devices. She walks in the direction of the armory. That would provide an interesting way to pass the time, anyway.
01/04/98 18:02:38
| Name: Gabriel |
Comments:
Gabriel stands up suddenly, covered in cold water. He is surprised to see Nein holding the offending pitcher.
"Stand back, Nein. That pitcher has got to go."
And then Gabriel lashes out, drawing bow and arrow, and letting loose an arrow that travels straight through the pitcher shattering it. The arrow travels to the opposite side of the room, where it quivers in the side of a tapestry.
"Ok - now that that's done, would you like to go for a walk in the gardens, Nein? The day will be saved, rest assured, even if thousands of innocent people have to perish, and a great daemon from the underworld possesses one of us and forces us to destro
our own nation. However, we won't be gone that long."
Gabriel extends a drenched arm for Nein to take. The suspense is almost too great for Gabriel - will she take, or will she not? He has no way of finding out until her own response comes. His very soul begins to collapse in soul-crushing depression, as
look of horrid despair crosses his face. Please, take my hand...Plllllleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaase...
01/04/98 15:15:46
| Name: Loranar |
Comments:
Mounts his own horse from the stables, and catches up to the front of Lucien's party...rides close behind Lucien...
01/04/98 15:14:57
| Name: Arina |
Comments:
Smiles wolfishly, bounds over and sniffs Gungadin's hand, licks it once, then whines and points at Lady Poca...
01/04/98 10:46:59
| Name: Gungadin |
Comments:
"Oh, dear me..." Gungadin mumbles to himself as he dismounts. After hearing that Miss Lisa was missing several posts... er, hours earlier, he decided to see if he could follow. He had marked the most logical route on his map and set out, only to
ind a rather distressing scene await him. He takes a few steps toward Lady Poca, then freezes in his tracks. "Er... nice doggy? Nice doggy..." Gungadin acts friendly as his eyes dart about nervously, trying to find something with which he can b
at this monsterous beast...
01/04/98 04:51:31
| Name: Lucien |
Comments:
He motions for the guards to mount. "Any of you who wish to join us, there are extra horses in the stables. We ride to the north." He mounts his grey horse and rides off in the direction of the howl.
01/04/98 04:10:30
| Name: Nein |
Comments:
Nein makes her way back to the table, after getting a glass of water. She sees Gabriel in what appears to be an inebriated state, and immediately douses him with the cold water. He shakes his head and looks confused. Nein then notices all the guards, h
ars of a rescue party, and decides that she had better stay to defend the castle (and the excellent scrambled eggs) while everyone else finds Miss Lisa. "I would probably just get in the way anyway" she thinks.
01/04/98 03:16:15
| Name: Loranar |
Comments:
To Gabriel: Perhaps you should visit the gardens, bard. I hear they have a reputation for calming the...disturbed...He turns to Lucien: When is this rescue party to leave? We haven't all day about this, you know. And for heaven's sakes,
where is Lady Poca?
01/04/98 03:14:47
| Name: Arina |
Comments:
Circles around Poca and Lisa, alternately howling at the top of her lungs, growling at every little motion in the surrouding bushes, and wondering how it is that Lisa can ignore a wolf that's very nearly as tall as she is...
01/04/98 00:28:06
| Name: Alex |
| Country: Strikehaven |
Comments:
Alex glances around the room and notices that there seems to be more guards about than usual. While observing this, he notices Gabriel come down and hears him saying some rather... odd statements about some Watcher fellow. Alex shakes his head and mumb
es to himself, Guess everone else's night wasn't quite as good as mine. Speaking of everyone else, where did they go? Realizing that the guards might know Alex asks one of them what is going on. M'Lord, didn't you hear, Miss Lisa is missing.
They say she went to her Mother's cabin. However, the woods are overrun with bandits and Lady Poca, left to find her before she was attacked. Alex's only responce was to turn and run out the door saying, Oh dear... When he gets outside he hears
a howl... Judging by the light sound of it, Alex figures that it must be a ways off. He quickly shifts to his Hybrid form, not caring if anyone sees him shift. His robe that he is wearing is destroyed in the process. He flies off in the direction of the h
wl.
01/03/98 23:01:59
| Name: Gabriel aka The Invisible, Hallucinating Bard |
Comments:
Gabriel walks down the staircase leading to the great hall. He looks at everyone suspiciously. He sits down at a table, alone. A young servant walks over and offers him some fruit juice. Gabriel sits in silence, and the boy walks off to others who
ill acknowledge him. Gabriel eyes everyone in the room suspiciously. And then, he begins to speak in a loud voice so that all present can hear (and there are a lot of people present - like some kind of guard convention).
"You gotta...look out, y'know. Big Brother - he'll get cha... He's watchin' us! You and me, both..."
A guard looks at him and then asks, "What the heck are you talking about?"
"I did things this morning," Gabriel replies,"many things. And yet I didn't. Because what I did didn't please The Watcher. I saved the day, when it needed saving. I'm just gonna sit here awhile - but you watch out for yourself! D
n't go doin' NOTHIN' the Watcher wouldn't do - or you'll be finding out it never really happened..."
Gabriel looks down at the table, and then up - he mouths the words, 'I see you, JoAnn...', and then looks straight ahead again. The others, quite predictably, ignore him.
01/03/98 21:33:54
| Name: Johan |
Comments:
Hears a faint howling far in the distance...and realizes that wolves aren't all that common around here as far as he knows, which makes it...he sprints out to the stables, leaps on the first horse he sees, and heads in the direction of the howling...
01/03/98 16:10:41
| Name: Miss Lisa |
Comments:
Upon hearing the howling, she re-enters the clearing. She ignores the wolf and falls to her knees beside her aunt. "Oh, Aunt Poca, this is all my fault! Please, please don't die..." Tears start running down her cheek as she gently pulls the
nife from her aunt's shoulder. For a moment, she tries to stop the flow of blood with her hands, but soon learns the futility of it. She reaches into her satchel and pulls out a dress. She quickly tears off a few strips of cloth and holds them over the
wound to stop the flow of blood. Then she tears off a few more to bind them there. When that is finished, she thinks her work is done, but she also notices blood coming from behind her aunt's head, which is resting on a rock. Sobbing, she works to bind
that wound as well. When all that is done, she cradles her aunt's head in her lap and rocks back and forth, crying. "Please don't die... please..."
01/03/98 15:32:06
| Name: Arina |
Comments:
Enters the clearing, and growls thoughtfully...
She starts howling at the top of her lungs, knowing that at least one of her party is probably within earshot by now...
