From: Jhez Salin (Jhez_at_wanadoo.dk)
Date: Mon Jan 12 2004 - 20:13:32 GMT
Walking the last hundred meters towards Haven, Illyana suddenly realizes
that ... they might be breaking up. After all, she does not really know the
others. She is fond of... no, she is falling head-over-heels in love with
Astran. And she really likes Siri, Lyra and most of the others. But... they
are essentially strangers just held together by chance. Out to find a
survivor of the Scourge - sounded silly when she thinks of it, but they
have actually done it. "I wonder what everybody is going to do tomorrow",
she thinks to herself. "And if we'll be meeting up again. Hopefully..."
Illyana looks thoughtfully at Astran. It dawns on her that she does not
know anything about him, really. He could have a fiancee somewhere back in
Bartertown... but... he would have said so, would he not? It is easier to
be in love when you are in a dungeon far away from the civilized world.
Here, at the gates of Haven, even as uncivilized as Haven is, the rules of
the dungeon no longer applies. The ease with which she has been able to
express herself ... perhaps it was born from duress. A shadow darkens her
eyes.
On 12. januar 2004 18:01, Doug [SMTP:gryphon4101_at_comcast.net] wrote:
> The ragged human looks to all of you with a concerned look, "You're
friend has gone insane. I am sure of it. I have told you all that I know.
The book is most likely created by a horror. You have been warned.
Personally, I do not wish to tarry here any longer. Good luck to you all,
and thank you. I wish I had something to give but unfortunately, I do not.
Should we meet in better circumstances." With that, he starts to head north
towards the Laneways. If any are calling out to him, he does not seem to
hear. He is going at a quick pace, obviously intent on getting where ever
it is he is headed.
>
> Finally deciding that it is the majority that feels they should head
through the Twists, Andre warns, "I understand that Berryblood led you to
hide from house to house. I do not find this completely wise, as I have
heard that some horrors may yet still lurk inside these buildings. Coming
near to them may make our presence known to them, or to other creatures.
>
> "When I came through, I was alone. It was easier to walk through the open
and not risk getting caught by anything when you are alone. But since we
are a large group, it would still be better to walk straight through the
open than it would be any other way."
>
> With that, Andre and Lyra lead the way through the Twists. It is hard to
be quick through the Twists, but still you march, until finally you are
back to where you had fought the undead. The bodies are no where to be
seen, and a slight chill runs up your spine. You shake the feeling off, and
realize you will be better off once you make it to Haven.
>
> Soon you are on the Laneways, and the large gate to Haven is in your
sights. You approach the gate where the guards step up to meet you.
Apparently they do not realize that your numbers have increased, and after
a quick look up and down, they let you through. Finally you are back.
>
> The dirty smell of Haven could never be better.
>
> <Moves please>
>
> <Sorry this post took me a while to get out. Been busy trying to take
care of things so we can move out of our house ASAP. Such an awful thing,
having built a house and moved in just to move out. * sigh * Oh well. Will
keep you informed on what happens and if and when the game is put on hold.
>
>
> <Also, next post will start a new chapter. Because of this, I will be
giving out the legend awards now. You should be getting an E-Mail letting
you know of the updates. Only problem is that the website seems to be down
right now, so until I get word from Dave as to what's up, I won't be able
to post the LP awards. If I have to, I will E-Mail them to you all
individually. >
> << File: ATT00001.html >>
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