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Trip-Wire looks around and still not seeing Magus enquires of the elf where he is.

Aerie:"He is inside the tower, probably on the top floor immersed in his work, I teleported us here to the base as the enchantments of this place prevent anyone, even me, from teleporting directly into the tower."

TW:" I guess we go in then Fallout, are you joining us Milady?"

Aerie:"No, I am sorry but there are others arriving soon and I must meet them and bring them here, I am sure we will meet later"

TW:"So be it"

TW enters the tower at the base into a large, empty, circular room - devoid of any furniture or decoration. The only visible exit other than the one behind him is the staircase curving up the interior wall. He wastes no time in approaching it and starting to climb.

The staircase ends in large, steel reinforced door with a glowing symbol on it - the sigil of the wizard Magus. The door is slighty ajar and TW can faintly hear mumbling from inside.

He opens the door a bit more and sees a well lit and totaly cluttered room - it appears to be the ill-kept study of Magus for sitting in the middle of the room bent over, and totally engrossed in a huge tome is the wizard himself.

TW:"Still talking to yourself, even after all these years Magus? And you could of got that pretty elf to clean this place up a bit."

With a start Magus looks up......

<ROFL>

Gruntboy awakens. He has had dreams that some scuzz-buckets were taking his name in vain. If it were real he would have skewered their eyes and livers and flame grilled them on his longswords as kebabs. Wiping the drool from his face and turning the cushion over so Ubik won't see the spittle (those chairs are uncomfortable to sleep on), GB looks around in a bleary-eyed haze. It is a few moments before he realises Waverly is gone....

"Cr*p"

ROTFL

@GB- nice touch with the drool!

[This message has been edited by Rail (edited 01-25-2001).]

Weasel is almost finished with his cookies and wonders if Ubik will care if he gets some sleepy eye before he is called..

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The Defender of Truth

GB checks on Weasel.

"You want milk with them cookies?"

Omar's biografy:
The following years in Omar's life were to be his happiest: good clean sports: surface raids and killing as much surfacers as possible; conspiracies just for good fun, meaning: killing Drow; mutilating and torturing slaves; he had enjoyed everything from the beginning till the end. This was his call as he knew it. His powers, and using them to hurt others were something he would get a kick out of. After some while the killing became a necessity, a drug without which he couldn't go on, without which he had no purpose in life...
But then,the ill-fated day. It was his zillionth conspiracy. One of his fellow conspirators, a young and eager mage, experimented with the dreadfull spell 'Unlimited Wish'. This experiment resulted in several dozens of Adamantite Golems going on a frenzied rampage throughout the city; devastating Arach-Tinilith and killing almost all priestesses....something Lloth would never forgive. The golems were finally slewn;Omar and co. were found out as being the culprits; his house abandoned him; and Omar miraculously (just as in an Arnie-Stallone film) escaped punishment and fled into the Underdark maze....
After days of strolling through the caves,watching his tail and without any clue of what to do next, his mind still not comprehensing the dire situation, he reached a mansized niche. Something began glowing within as he neared,curious he advanced further....and was sucked into the niche. He lost consciousness. When he next opened his eyes he was in a city unlike he had seen before (but that is logical!)
Off note: I am cutting it short now!

---Omar had arrived in Sigil, the city of doors
---after some time he had adjusted to his new 'situation'; joined the local thugs to live out his passions and getting an income
---after a terrible nightmare went to Fell's tattoo parlor for his Tattoo of Disintegration
---met on a lucky day a twisted necromancer (one of Ubik's colleagues) who needed Omar's skills for some shady business; offered him a way back to Faerun as a reward. He mentioned Ubik and to seek him out
---Omar is now back here...
He is meaner,tougher,harder and more cruel as he has ever been!!!! Hates everything alive on the surface with a passion, especially happy people. Will kill another Drow immediately if he spots one! Omar is just sick and twisted,doesn't know love and has now interest in girls at all!
Alignment change: true h*rny becomes sadistic evil.

Unless you kill everyone U meet, U won't last long wuth an attitude like that Omar

Don't worry about me Gruntboy
Just take good care of yourself....

Ubik I might need more than cookies now!!

Omar wants a blood bath

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The Defender of Truth

Omar, I can take of myself, I do it all the time I suppose you have your nymphs to take care of you

Weasel, on seond thoughts, don't accept milk with those cookies.

Cookies and milk.. hell.. I beginning to wonder if I shouldn't make a break for it Omar seems to be fixing to go on a rampage..

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The Defender of Truth

Originally posted by Omar:
surface raids and killing as much surfacers as possible; conspiracies just for good fun, meaning: killing Drow; mutilating and torturing slaves; he had enjoyed everything from the beginning till the end.

Weasel, make room in the padded cell, we have another visitor in need of accomodations. Welcome back, DeSade.

Omar DeSade, LOL

Mind you, there are so many Drow running around up here there can't be that many left in the underdark. Omar sounds more at home in a Drow orgy than with the cheep be-poxed tarts at the CC.

Hell no, with my happy go lucky self ,that is just what Omar is looking for. I might be a little loony but I not crazy enough to let him in my cell..

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The Defender of Truth

Omar discarded the figurine a long time ago! This 'improved' version comes with the tattoo. By the way, he is completely changed now (except for his appearance), with a new alignment and no interest in girls at all ( a left-over from his rather unhappy encounters with Drow females in his youth)!
But don't you worry, he will kill only if he really wants ....
For now he will play along with the side of evil, if Ubik's offer will be good enough...

Shall I just keep bringing the cookies? I've got some special "Gruntboy's own recipe" chilli cookies - guaranteed to make your a$$ burn and keep orgiastic Drow at bay...

Weasel sits in his cell... the guard comes.. Ubik will see you now..(Weasel) "Hell no. I'm not leaving my cell until Ubik works a deal out with Omar."

As the night falls Omar wakes up from his slumber.
---Omar:"Gaaahhhpp!"
He takes a moment to order his thoughts and recollects the events of the last day.
---Omar:"Aahh yes! Ubik! I have an appointment tonight with him. Let's all hope he has something useful to say this time (Note:nothing concrete was discussed at their first meeting). If he doesn't offer anything beforehand then I am out of this hell hole (Athkatla) ASAP!"
Omar is a bit tense since he has just arrived in Faerun and within Lloth's reach. Athkatla is making him a bit nervous and volatile.
---Omar:"Perhaps I should have stayed in Sigil; Lloth could have never hurt me there. But the temptation,yes the tempatation! He just couldn't resist the idea of being back in his 'own hunting ground'!
He packs his gear and leaves the Crooked Crane, into the night. Off to the Planar Sphere again!
(he uses his stealth ability to go undetected)
To be continued...

Originally posted by Gruntboy:
<ROFL>

It is a few moments before he realises Waverly is gone....

"Cr*p"

Like I need to be baited I am working on it GB, Ubik will be most 'pleased'. I gotta get to a meeting at the moment.

Darn horses arses, you are screwing me story...

roflmao

Ok, here we go:

Ubik has been gone for some time, leaving Waverly and Gruntboy to their thoughts - and the company of 5 Jaggernaut golems
But he has finished what he was up to (trying to find a certain thief... details later on) and he returned to the main room.
He has his drow allie, Viconia with him. In the room only Gruntboy was visible.
"Where is Waverly?" Ubik asked, with his deadly eyes focusing on Gruntboy.
Gruntboy rises from sleep "Uhmm... oh, seems like I needed a nap... hey, where is Waverly..."
"Obviusly you know nothing. You", pointing at one of the golems, "where is the other one?"
"He is gone, master. Do you want us to bring him back?"
"No you stupid thing, is he inside the sphear?"
"No, master".
Ubik turns to Gruntboy, who has just noticed the presence of the dark elf in the room.
"Quit starring at her like that, or you will lose something mostly precius"
"eehhmm... she is drow!"
"Yes, manling, I guess I am..." viconia said, with a bright smile on her face. "You seem so surprised... ha!"
"Stop it Viconia, we haven't time for this. We have that cookie-fallen Paladin in the cell and we should decide how to use him. And Gruntboy should do something for us, with or without the help of Waverly. After all, our piggy friend is one of the most skilled independant thieves in Atkathla, not true my friend?"
Suddenly Gruntboy realizes he is about to steal something for Ubik. He doesn't really how he came to that conclusion, seems like this idea was planted into his head.
"You know the temple of Helm, Grunt? I think I 've heard you did some serious looting there some months ago. You had to flee town so the priests of Helm and the paladins lose your trails. There is something there, something I... WE need to aid us in our cause. I was hoping for Waverly to assist you, so you could go in there unoticed, but I bet you are going to do this on your own. It is about ...a book. This tome has got lots of info on the thing we are seeking. Don't try to read it, if... err.. when you manage to lay your hands on it, it is written in a long-forgoten language which only 3 people in Amn could read. Do I have to mention who is the one of them? Well, you will recognize this tome easily, it is coated with red leather, bound together with black metal, of a kind you cannot find on earth. A sign like this", he says as he hands over a piece of paper to Gruntboy, "is on the cover. It is kept in the most secret of the chambers, beneath the temple and is guarded by two magicaly enhanced Iron Golems - very tough oponents, I can tell. Breack in the temple and get this for me. And to start this quest the proper way, here" handing him over a purse "it is some gold for your... initial expenses. Go now, my friend, and good luck."

(Gruntboy grunts and goes )

"And now, my dear, shall we go to our next guest? You", to a golem, "go and get the prisoner from the "cell of no escape and lots of cookies".

(to be continued)

[This message has been edited by Ubik (edited 01-25-2001).]