The Harem Tent
“I do hope I live long enough to see you insolent fools flayed alive. You will allow me that simple pleasure, won’t you surfacer?”
Waverly looked over at his charge and could see a wry smile and her red lips, he had to look a second time, for he was certain for a moment they were colored with blood, but no… just a vibrant red. At length he spoke back to her. “No, I think I’ll be killing you soon. I didn’t provoke my fellow travelers just so I could listen to petty taunts. Is there a name you wish placed on your grave?”
“Sigrlinn. And your name is Waverly if I understand correctly. And what is your intrepid party doing in the underdark?”
Waverly thought again. “We needn’t be enemies. We are no more welcome on the surface now than you. Think on that a while, but do so in silence.”
[ooc: where there going to be some adventures in the underdark, or should I hustle to the temple?]
Waverly looked over at his charge and could see a wry smile and her red lips, he had to look a second time, for he was certain for a moment they were colored with blood, but no… just a vibrant red. At length he spoke back to her. “No, I think I’ll be killing you soon. I didn’t provoke my fellow travelers just so I could listen to petty taunts. Is there a name you wish placed on your grave?”
“Sigrlinn. And your name is Waverly if I understand correctly. And what is your intrepid party doing in the underdark?”
Waverly thought again. “We needn’t be enemies. We are no more welcome on the surface now than you. Think on that a while, but do so in silence.”
[ooc: where there going to be some adventures in the underdark, or should I hustle to the temple?]
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
As they made their way, down into the under world. Kramo was getting, little flashbacks, here and there. Some of the group, was complaining that it was cold. He felt the opposite, he was sweating. Loner would give him a conserning look every little bit, Kramo would just nod.
"How's things going Kramo?"
"I'm fine Dp, just fine. I'm just watching our back trail, don't want them to sneak up on us."
Kramo gripped his sword tighter...........
"How's things going Kramo?"
"I'm fine Dp, just fine. I'm just watching our back trail, don't want them to sneak up on us."
Kramo gripped his sword tighter...........
Loner drew Georgi ahead of the others, and quietly said: "I hope I'm doing right by letting you know this; I don't want to say anything Kramo might not want known...
"He was in the Drow wars, ten years ago. He went through some hideous traumas, he wakes up every night in a cold sweat from the nightmares and flashbacks...That is the source of my concern. I'm afraid something might happen...to his mind, down here..."
She glanced back at Kramo and saw he was sweating. She went back to him; he nodded, but nonetheless Loner stayed beside him.
"He was in the Drow wars, ten years ago. He went through some hideous traumas, he wakes up every night in a cold sweat from the nightmares and flashbacks...That is the source of my concern. I'm afraid something might happen...to his mind, down here..."
She glanced back at Kramo and saw he was sweating. She went back to him; he nodded, but nonetheless Loner stayed beside him.
Kramo, relaxed a little bit, but something didn't feel right. Then he heard the tell tale click/click. "TRAP, EVERYONE DOWN!" Kramo yelled, as he pushed Georgi down and falling on Loner. Arrows flew by, one hitting Kramo in the shoulder.
He got up quickly, yelling. "WHO'S NOT WATCHING FOR TRAPS! Start paying attention, or someone is going to get killed!"
Pulling the arrow out, he walked foward.
He got up quickly, yelling. "WHO'S NOT WATCHING FOR TRAPS! Start paying attention, or someone is going to get killed!"
Pulling the arrow out, he walked foward.
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OOC: Great story! The Ladies of the Dark Flame do not need Anomen to be strong together. Hear hear! I really like the "Order of the Dark Flame", too. (but, you can still be a Harem, just not necessarily for one guy...)
Viv: Loved the "she thought he was her true north". What a romantic sentiment! Now, if only.... BTW, glad to read that the mini skirts are still around. Like the leaf tunic, too. I want to be there in autumn!

Viv: Loved the "she thought he was her true north". What a romantic sentiment! Now, if only.... BTW, glad to read that the mini skirts are still around. Like the leaf tunic, too. I want to be there in autumn!
That there; exactly the kinda diversion we coulda used.
Darkpoet moved his way along slowly, checking for traps. He had already disabled seven of them. Walking along, he found another one. As he was disarming it, Sir Ryan distracted him. Darkpoet set off the trap, he push SirRyan out of the way. Darkpoet took full force of eight fireballs. The fireballs knocked him into the wall and left a imprint of a body.