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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 1, 2004 2:38:53 GMT
*Tom starts turning the problem over in his head. He pases back and forth. He tootals a little on his recorder, But it dosen't seem to help.*
"Hmmmm. This is a problem."
*He catchs sight of Korrlok still on the attack and to Ursula's horror this time dose actualy laughh slightly at the sight.*
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 1, 2004 2:43:32 GMT
[ModNote: Hordriss was last seen at The Village Church.] *Having remembered that the beer at the Crazed Heifer is too foul for words, Hordriss has retired to the Inn for a good glass of wine. However, he has barely taken a sip when he feels a sudden shudder of energy, a powerful mass of dark emotion and hatred, pulse from his scrying crystal. Pleading tiredness, he quickly pays for a room, and no sooner is the door locked then he sits on his bed, pulls out the scrying crystal and stares into his depths. At first, he feels, rather than sees the spirits, then the mists clear, and he watches the scene unfold.* So, the thrall is dead... but is he the only threat? If only one were sure. Watch on Troughton, bear woman, you may be the child's only hope.... But control your rage, bear woman, for however natural it is, it may be more deadly than you think. [OOC: Perhaps this should be posted in the Inn, but I want to show how Hordriss' watching times with the events in the forest in case he needs to take part. Also I know that there are a lot of watchers in this plot-line, but Hordriss is connected with this plot... wait and see.]
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Post by Ursula on Feb 1, 2004 2:55:51 GMT
*Ursula watches in bemusement at Tom's apparent unconcern, glancing over at the battling spirits and trying to fight down the urge to fight*
"Well, yes. It is a problem, there must be something we can..." *she trails off ad Tom laughs* "I see no humour in this situation!"
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 1, 2004 3:10:56 GMT
*Tom looks at Ursula. Ursula notices for the first time how cold and uncareing Tom's Eyes apper to be. Almost like icebergs or some one with out a soal. *
"My dear Ursula........" He trails off & looks away from Ursula.
*He again looks Ursula in the eye.*
"Ursula I am who I am. I apolagise if that sounds cold harted. And befor you ask YES I do care about that child, or I would not have come this far."
*Toms eyes do sofern at the mention of Tzgain.*
"But do not concern yourself to much, For I dought very much that master Korrlok can harm Tzgain. I belive he is on a different spirt wavelenth to her, He can see her and viser verser, but thay can not harm each other."
*Tom gives Ursula a sincer smile of apolagie.*
"I know I offende you there my dear. But it was a momentery lapse on my part. Do not let it sour you towards me."
"But the problem of how to deal with our Mr Korrlok is still unresolved."
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Tzigane
Traveller
This is my Knightmare
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Post by Tzigane on Feb 1, 2004 15:03:21 GMT
*is still speaking to Korrlok*
Where did you die? I don't understand...how did you die?
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Post by Korrlok on Feb 1, 2004 18:35:37 GMT
"It happened several years ago, Tzigane. I was murdered by a young woman. I remember little about her, except her raven hair. And the large dagger she carried."
*Points behind him.*
"Over that rise. That's all you need to get to. What a pity I'm between you and there."
*Smiles and shapes to fight again.*
"Come on now, tainted one. Get past me. Give me some measure of satisfaction in this uneven contest. Like you did last time...?"
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Post by Ursula on Feb 1, 2004 22:34:20 GMT
*Ursula stares at Tom in concern, and even a slight hint of fear. This is not the Tom she knows, something is wrong here, and she doesn't like it one bit. But as he speaks with more sincerity, she begins to wonder whether it was just her imagination playing tricks...*
"No apology is needed my friend, I was merely concerned. Yes, we must do something, I just don't know what..."
*As Korrlok mentions his body, Ursula's voice tails off as her eyes widen slightly in a sudden realisation*
"His body... maybe the flame is still on it!"
*She quickly dashes towards the rise Korrlok pointed out*
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Tzigane
Traveller
This is my Knightmare
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Post by Tzigane on Feb 1, 2004 22:49:07 GMT
*also dashes in that direction, desperately trying to dodge Korrlok*
NO! I need my flame! You knew all along. You knew I couldn't rest, unless I was laid, with my chain, and the locket opened!!!
*tries to nip round him again*
Wait...where's the dagger? Is that there too?
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Post by Korrlok on Feb 1, 2004 22:56:15 GMT
"Dagger? Yes the dagger is there. Doesn't it just tantalise you? Knowing it's so close, and yet there is an insurmountable obstacle between you and it?"
*Swings and misses again.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 1, 2004 23:02:49 GMT
*Tom relises what Ursula is thinking.*
"Of corse wait up my dear."
*He dashes after Ursula.*
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Post by Ursula on Feb 1, 2004 23:13:48 GMT
*Sprinting up the rise, Ursula scents the air, looking for any sign of a body. A faint odour of decay reaches her from a heap of autumn leaves accumulated over the years, a heap that looks roughly man-size. As she gets closer, her suspicions are confimed when she sees the mildewed toe of a battered leather boot poking from beneath the leaf mould*
"Here Tom, I think I've found his body!"
*Ursula tears away wet clumps of rotten leaves from the heap, then recoils in disgust as she uncovers a body in an advanced state of decomposition... along with a horrendous stink of decaying flesh and bone*
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 1, 2004 23:16:46 GMT
So... it is there... I had hoped so much that I was wrong...
*Hordriss cannot bring himself to look into the crystal for a moment, his eyes are misted. Then he takes a deep breath, and fades from the Inn's bedroom, to reappear in the woods near the scene.*
One trusts that in the confusion one will not be noticed. Yet what can one do? They must save the girl, I cannot deprive her of that rest. Yet... if she knows too...
Ah! One cannot be sure of anything. One can only observe.
*Wearing his dark cloak, he creeps after Tom and Ursula, whilst observing the Korrlock/Tzegane developments in his crystal. Then he sees Ursula discover the body, and shrinks back in horror.*
I... feel it. Be strong bear woman, and beware.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Feb 1, 2004 23:17:38 GMT
"That is deffinatly The smell of death."
*Tom says matter of factly as he arrives on the scene.*
"Fruit soft flesh peeling of white bones. Nothing more provocative then ones own sence of smell."
*He looks at the body, but shows no emotion or revultion. He wnders toward it.*
"Well Then were might the flame be?"
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Post by Korrlok on Feb 1, 2004 23:21:51 GMT
*Tzigane ducks under Korrlok's reach and tries to dart past him. Korrlok responds by leaping on her and pinning her down.*
"Just like old times, eh tainted one?"
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Post by Hordriss de Confuseur on Feb 1, 2004 23:23:09 GMT
*Every nerve in Hordriss' body wants him to do something, to help or to flee, but with a gargantuan effort he stays still, concealed.*
One... I... would help, but would my presence only aid it? Unless...
But one cannot know.
*He sees Tom's callous behaviour.*
Ah, the inhuman. One would trust that Troughton could not be a victim, but those eyes...
Perhaps it is all too late
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