From: Naron (naron_at_bigpond.net.au)
Date: Wed Oct 08 2003 - 11:38:07 BST
<Um, I don't normally do this but just so you know this is a reasonably heavy post and contains some serious themes in it. I really do not do this to try and offend but I apologise if it does.....>
As Farli's jests fall silent, Elklisee turns her head and stares at her. Her muscles tremble as she seeks for control of herself. Failing completely she lashes out a fist at the young human girl, catching her completely by surprise.
A loud crunch alerts those of you not close to the blow as you see Farli fall backward, her nose streaming blood down her face as she lands square on her back. Her nose is twisted to the right and Elklisee steps over the fallen girl as those close try to restrain her.
Her muscles taught she begins to speak in a low gutteral tongue between clenched teeth, the noise of which stops Suskin from biting at her though the bear cub raises its upper lip and begins a low growl that Elklisee seems not to hear.
"The terrible Badlands, you snotty bitch, have taken more than your worth in toll for the evil created by the Horrors. I have seen things that would melt the flesh from your bones as they shatter in fright. Things roam in there that are better left until they are forgotten. They swallow your companions and your soul before they even awake."
"One such as you, human cur, would not last the first days travel. My son who travelled with me into it's heart to save one of your snivelling kind was killed by the creatures in that wasteland before my very eyes. What seemed like an armour plated troll emerged from the ruins of some city that unfortunately was created on that passion forsaken land. From inside its helm purple worms writhed as if drawn by our presence."
"With bare motion of its hand my sons skin twisted around his body and he fell to the ground screaming in agony. As if that was not enough the figure raised its helm, its skull contained inside writhing with these worms and I swear it smiled at me. It reached down to my son who had stopped screaming and fallen dead I am certain and picked him up. He started to scream again and again and again. I turned and ran from the place. Our mission forgotten"
"The creature was not done with me and I was chased the entire day it took me to run without stop, by my son screaming in pain. Without end his scream was heard, only failing as I escaped the edges of this place. I swore I would never return for fear of finding my son again."
"You lay there with your wide eyes and your face bloody. You have not felt real pain bitch. You think I talk of one danger in a wide land but my son was the last to fall of a group of eight that set out. The other six had fallen to four encounters of such mind shattering horror that you and your bear would have succumbed to before the first night fell."
"So stand and cast your vote with fear in your heart. I will not turn back if it is decided that we enter but I will not enter happily. I have never failed to return an item since that day and I never will unless it kills me. So far it seems that some of us wish to go and others do not. Let us hear from all before we make a decision."
Elklisee steps away from standing over Farli and places her arm over her horse and begins to weep. Long, deep sobs that seem to come from the centre of her being racks her frame as her orkish throat growls in such grief that few of you fail to fell her anguish at the loss of her son.
<Moves please>
<Cheers>
<Mark>
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