The Harem Tent
Has the story degenerated into OOC conversations??

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Progressing through life, one step at a time
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- Georgi
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(OOC I thought the last time we saw him was post-battle, when Jennabard cast hold on him, we had a go at him, and then all left for the Underdark... no way he'd be at the High Hall...
And I was suggesting that he had followed some distance behind us of his own accord anyway...)
[ 05-30-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]
And I was suggesting that he had followed some distance behind us of his own accord anyway...)
[ 05-30-2001: Message edited by: Georgi ]
Who, me?!?
I can end the story for you all right now if you're stuck (you can choose wether you want a a happy ending or a sad one
)
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Georgi-Well,I've got to go as well (can't post the ending wether you want it or not
).Good day 
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{OOC We also have to cope with *ahem* ridicule...Originally posted by Georgi:
<STRONG>Hmmm, thanks Brinkbut no thanks... I don't think these two can cope with anything beyond looking doe-eyedly at each other though
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Okay, Anomen is following. With what motive? We must provide him with a motive. Ehh...hm, well that's all the coping I can do at the moment, I'm afraid...till tomorrow
{OOC Hmmm, yes, well... no commentOriginally posted by Georgi:
<STRONG>(OOC - Deservedly so!Seems you can't go anywhere without getting all lovey over it...</STRONG>
Anomen? No, it's not too simple, I kind of like it. It could add some interesting issues. Besides, how else are we going to get you back??
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The Narrator appears.
"*ahem*. Now back to our story.
When last we left the most noble and heroic Order of the Dark Flame, they were recovering as best they could from the chaos of battle. Loner was sleeping the healing sleep of the grievously wounded, and Gwalchmai was tending to uncounscious Kramor's nasty, nasty leg wound. But what none of them saw just yet, was the tableau of grief and sorrow that was taking place just a few yards away..."
"DP," Dragon Wench repeated, placing a cautious hand on his arm. "There's nothing more you can do. She's...she's dead..."
"NO!!!" Darkpoet screamed, as he wrenched away from Dragon Wench's grip and resumed his desperate and useless efforts at healing the slain Georgi. It was his cry that woke Loner and attracted Gwalchmai's attention, and they went over, asking what had happened. No one answered; their voices were gone. Some were weeping, but some, like Loner, found no tears. "It isn't true," she kept saying to herself, over and over. They were simply in shock.
Finally Darkpoet sat back, as if finally realizing the truth; and he clutched his fallen mistress to him, holding her and rocking her back and forth; and the sound of his weeping would have broken the stoniest heart.
Then a figure emerged from the shadows, carrying a bloodied mace. He pried Darkpoet's arms open and took Georgi from him, while DP slumped to the ground, exhausted from grief. Anomen carried Georgi a little apart from the others, laid his hands over her heart, and began the incantation of resurrection...
{OOC @Georgi: Now how's that for coping?
Hope this is okay with you...}
[ 05-31-2001: Message edited by: loner72 ]
"*ahem*. Now back to our story.
When last we left the most noble and heroic Order of the Dark Flame, they were recovering as best they could from the chaos of battle. Loner was sleeping the healing sleep of the grievously wounded, and Gwalchmai was tending to uncounscious Kramor's nasty, nasty leg wound. But what none of them saw just yet, was the tableau of grief and sorrow that was taking place just a few yards away..."
"DP," Dragon Wench repeated, placing a cautious hand on his arm. "There's nothing more you can do. She's...she's dead..."
"NO!!!" Darkpoet screamed, as he wrenched away from Dragon Wench's grip and resumed his desperate and useless efforts at healing the slain Georgi. It was his cry that woke Loner and attracted Gwalchmai's attention, and they went over, asking what had happened. No one answered; their voices were gone. Some were weeping, but some, like Loner, found no tears. "It isn't true," she kept saying to herself, over and over. They were simply in shock.
Finally Darkpoet sat back, as if finally realizing the truth; and he clutched his fallen mistress to him, holding her and rocking her back and forth; and the sound of his weeping would have broken the stoniest heart.
Then a figure emerged from the shadows, carrying a bloodied mace. He pried Darkpoet's arms open and took Georgi from him, while DP slumped to the ground, exhausted from grief. Anomen carried Georgi a little apart from the others, laid his hands over her heart, and began the incantation of resurrection...
{OOC @Georgi: Now how's that for coping?
[ 05-31-2001: Message edited by: loner72 ]
Darkpoet felt like someone, took his heart and squeezed it. He moved away from others, he failed again. This one hurt even more, he served to protect. Looking at the door, he need to do something. Going through the bodies, looking for a key. Keldorn walked up to Darkpoet.
"Darkpoet, I'm sorry. I just don't know what to say."
Darkpoet turned looking a Keldorn, his eyes narrowing.
"Like you had nothing to say ten years ago. I have lost too many friends, and I'm tired of it. Right now, the best thing you can do. Is leave me alone, go watch over boy wonder."
Darkpoet left Keldorn, who was shocked. He climbed up the wall, to see if there was an opening. He knew the Drow had to come from somewhere. Darkpoet climbed down, loosing Georgi, had taken a toll on him. Sitting against the wall, he heard Darius breathing.
"What do you want Daris?"
Darius chuckled, and appeared.
"You are getting better with your senses. I know how you hurt, I have been there. You really hate the Drow, I can tell. She will come back, I can feel it. I know a way in."
Darkpoet turned and stared at the Dragon.
"What? Where?"
"Up to your left, there's is a hidden passage. That's how I escaped, when I was young. It opens near the temple. When you go, I'll be waiting outside. Good luck Paladin."
Darius watched, Darkpoet climb up and enter the passageway.
"Darkpoet, I'm sorry. I just don't know what to say."
Darkpoet turned looking a Keldorn, his eyes narrowing.
"Like you had nothing to say ten years ago. I have lost too many friends, and I'm tired of it. Right now, the best thing you can do. Is leave me alone, go watch over boy wonder."
Darkpoet left Keldorn, who was shocked. He climbed up the wall, to see if there was an opening. He knew the Drow had to come from somewhere. Darkpoet climbed down, loosing Georgi, had taken a toll on him. Sitting against the wall, he heard Darius breathing.
"What do you want Daris?"
Darius chuckled, and appeared.
"You are getting better with your senses. I know how you hurt, I have been there. You really hate the Drow, I can tell. She will come back, I can feel it. I know a way in."
Darkpoet turned and stared at the Dragon.
"What? Where?"
"Up to your left, there's is a hidden passage. That's how I escaped, when I was young. It opens near the temple. When you go, I'll be waiting outside. Good luck Paladin."
Darius watched, Darkpoet climb up and enter the passageway.