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Post by Tom Troughton on May 26, 2004 13:35:46 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Looking For Rob.] *In The back ally of The Inn. Rob appers slumped up against a wall feeling slightly sick as Tom had prediceted. Tom himself is perched on a window sill but unlike Normal the window cill is not that far off the ground.* "Well I'm getting better at this teleport malarky." *He sighed as he hoped down the few feet to the ground.* "Now then Rob I think it best you stay here for now. While I investigate." *Tom walks round the corner and enters the Inn. His eyes immediatly alight on the source of the cry for help.* "Brother Strange?" |
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Post by Brother Strange on May 26, 2004 19:02:51 GMT
*Still rooted to the ground by chains of light, Brother Strange's body does not move.* [OOC: Brother Strange's spirit is now heading back to the body as fast as it can, since it cannot teleport. Until it gets there (when I next post), Brother Strange's body stands immobile, cold and stiff in rigor mortis.] |
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Post by ringmasterrob on May 28, 2004 7:18:23 GMT
*Rob has heard little of what Tom said being deep in thought, putting up his disguise as convincingly as possible, a little more convincingly as the lines on his body are multiplying and his hair is beginning to grey. He walks off to do the only thing he is used to doing, the right thing. If he can just hunt down Deal and sort him out then maybe, just maybe, he can get something from him of use. Owning any magic will make him feel less old and less ill. He cannot remember where Tom has gone or why he is there but hasn't time to stand outside and wait to die slowly. He must press on, quickly scrawling a note to Tom it says "Gone To Find Deal, Join Me When You Return. Signed 'Jack' " Rob sets off for the Dunnfalls, remembering that the Forest of Dunn is closed off and that Dunnfalls is the second best place to hide.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on May 29, 2004 19:00:49 GMT
*Tom stares at Brother Strange for a minuet or so. He wanders round and lifts up the hood just enough to see that his spirit is not at this moment resident with in.* "Hmmm, Fasinating, certainly but can I afford to wait for his spirit to return. Rob may not have long." *Sudernly Tom sences something. Entuned to the atmospher as always Tom had focused his energy on what remaine of Rob's life force. It was moveing away for the Inn towards Dunfalls.* "Rob you idiot you can't take him on alone in your condition." *Tom hissed under his breath. Torn between conflicting loyaltys. Tom decided that Brother Strange was at this moment in the least ammount of danger.* "Besides The Liveing must come first." *Tom wispered. He bolted from The Inn and ran strait in to Zeytan and the Serving wench from the Crazed Heffier.* "Terribaly sorry." <Zeytan> "Has every one gone blind or something thats twice I've nearly been bowled over." *Tom reconise Zeytan from when he meet him breifly at The School gates.* "Your that Atlantian Tecaher arn't you?" "Yes Mr. Troughton. I am the Bordings Schools teacher in Dungeone survival and Oriantring." "Oriantering? I don't suppose you know much about tracking?" *Tom asked hopefully.* "I do indeed." "Splendid, look let me help you get your freind in side and then if you would be so kind I am in need of a traker to help me find some one." "A Fair deal." *Zeytan repled and He and Tom helped Dessandra in to the Inn and when they were sure she was ok they left as they ran Tom explained the situation. Leaveing out about Rob's involvment.* "I see so you want me to help you track down this Mr. Deal?" "Egsactly. I Think its safe to assume he's in Dunnfalls as the Forest Of Dunn is at this momnet..... Off limits." *The two neered Dunnfalls.* |
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