Dark Japheth: Welcome back.

AndrewRogue: I am indeed.

Dark Japheth: I have a few questions.

Dark Japheth: When I get to heaven, can I taste the milky way?

Dark Japheth: Am I going there to visit, or going to stay?

AndrewRogue: Ooooh...

AndrewRogue: Damnit I know this song >_<

Dark Japheth: Am I going to see my old friends, can I have a pair of wings?

Dark Japheth: Do you think that god could use another angel, to help pour out the rain?

Dark Japheth: *is listening to it now*

Dark Japheth: Buddy Jewel sung to my soul, man.

Dark Japheth: Totally.

AndrewRogue: That song > All

Dark Japheth: Its frightening

Dark Japheth: Anyway. How was food?

AndrewRogue: Shitty!

AndrewRogue: Yay!

AndrewRogue: *hugs*

Dark Japheth: ..lol

AndrewRogue: *tears out soul and devours*

Dark Japheth: Ack! Red sox might beat Yankees!

AndrewRogue: I wuv you. <3

Dark Japheth: Awww. *hugs*

AndrewRogue: *throws corpse into an incinerator*

AndrewRogue: ...

AndrewRogue: That would be pretty cool for a character.

Dark Japheth: What?

AndrewRogue: I dunno.

AndrewRogue: *uses Flowing Wound thing to avoid damage*

AndrewRogue: Hmmm... I want to use that line once.

AndrewRogue: "OH GOD MY ARM! YOU CUT OFF MY ARM! ...nah. Just fucking with you." *regrows it and tears opponents face off*

Dark Japheth: Yes

Dark Japheth: Like... "OH GOD THE PAIN IT HURTS AHHHHHHHHHHH"

Dark Japheth: "Nah I'm cool."

Dark Japheth: "You healed it right up, Aria!"

Dark Japheth: Sorta.

AndrewRogue: Yay Aria. Second best healer in the party.

AndrewRogue: <.<

Dark Japheth: The best healer, of course, is Nellix.

Dark Japheth: ...Whoops. Didn't mean to make fun of it

Dark Japheth: Anyway. You wanted a scene with someone?

Dark Japheth: :P

AndrewRogue: Hmmm. Yes, I think I did.

Dark Japheth: Who?

AndrewRogue: Who were my options again?

Dark Japheth: The Devil, the Old Man, He-Who-Arises-In-Might, and the Phoenix.

AndrewRogue: Oooh, new people?

Dark Japheth: Three of them are new.

Dark Japheth: One isn't.

AndrewRogue: Let's try He-Who-Arises-In-Might

Dark Japheth: Which one? >.>

Dark Japheth: Oh, right.

Dark Japheth: Him.

Dark Japheth: You seem to drift, aimlessly, until you arrive at what looks like a simple cottage, with a single door. The roof is thatched, and fields of wheat grow.

AndrewRogue: "Yippe. Farm house in today's weird dream. Its almost disappointingly normal." *having gotten used to this, he'll go up and knock instead of standing around*

Dark Japheth: The door opens. The man standing on the other side is a half elf, with pale skin and dark hair.

Dark Japheth: A simple wooden staff is held in his hand.

Dark Japheth: He wears power, and dignity, and might, the way others seem to wear clothes. His eyes are red in the iris, although they show scraps of kindness.

Dark Japheth: "May I ask who you are?"

AndrewRogue: "I'd love to ask you the same thing. But eh, politeness dictates me knocking on the door oughta answer first, huh? The name's Landus."

Dark Japheth: "Landus. It is good to know. My name is Melkor." he smiles, warmly, and gestures you inside.

Dark Japheth: A fire burns in the warm hearth, and there is a single table.

AndrewRogue: (Melkor... rings a bell <.<)

Dark Japheth: (The first name of Morgoth, black enemy of the world, he who was originally Sauron's master.)

Dark Japheth: (or in the name of Melkor, lord of dissolution. Depending on whether you remember it from the Silmarilion or the last log I used.)

Dark Japheth: He smiles warmly. "I see you are a dreamwalker. Welcome, then, to my humble home."

AndrewRogue: "I suppose I am, considering I end up doing this all the time now. But hey, thanks for the welcome." *he takes the invitation to come in*

Dark Japheth: he laughs. "You have wings. And yet you speak in a civilized manner. I assume then that your race found sentience and freedom once the Dark God perished?"

AndrewRogue: (Would this be in Typical Harpy Knowledge 101?)

Dark Japheth: Nope.

Dark Japheth: I.e. yay you get to find out the history of your race!

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... no idea what you're talking about Melkor. I've sure been civilized for a while."

Dark Japheth: He nods. "It isn't recent, then. I should be reincarnated sometime, and cease enjoying heaven."

Dark Japheth: He smiles, and two of his teeth, his eye teeth, seem... longer.

AndrewRogue: "Eh. S'not that exciting down there really. Its life and more life. But then again, hey, doesn't seem a ton more exciting up here." *notes it curiously, but doesn't overtly stare*

Dark Japheth: "The difference is in heaven, here, I cannot do the things I once did in my mortality. I miss those days, and those ages. I will petition to Walfermax for a new body soon."

Dark Japheth: "You live, though. And are clearly a dreamwalker."

AndrewRogue: "Definitely alive. Apparently a dreamwalker. So what's up with that term anyway?"

Dark Japheth: "I was the first. Or maybe the last of my age. Its impossible to tell."

Dark Japheth: "Basically, it means that while you dream, you will see moments of astonishing clarity from the past. You have the freedom to speak to any whom you will, and while it was my greatest power, it could be used only while I slept."

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... interesting. Well, your greatest power is making a comeback this age it looks like."

Dark Japheth: He nods. "Queklain, Shirruk, Absolom, Skocion, and now you."

Dark Japheth: "It astonishes me, your age. Wonders that were long lost in my age are commonplace in yours. Tiyrael walks the earth as he did in the Old Days, long before my time."

AndrewRogue: "How does it go? The wheel turns and past, present and future turn? So I guess Tiy likes to set down every few... I dunno. However long you've been dead."

Dark Japheth: "Yes." He smiles. "He never appeared in my age, in my lfietime."

Dark Japheth: "The Dark One took my body, as I was betrayed by my own Judas. And when he did, and he twisted it to serve him, Tiyrael came to strike him. But I don't think that counts, as I have been long since dead."

AndrewRogue: "Dark One took your body after you were betrayed? That sucks."

Dark Japheth: "Quite a bit." he nods. "But I can't fault him, I am the one who bound him."

Dark Japheth: He shrugs.

Dark Japheth: (Figured out who it is yet?)

AndrewRogue: (Not really <.< I have trouble with your history sometimes. I need a comprhensive guide.)

AndrewRogue: (I KNOW you've talked about this guy before.)

Dark Japheth: (Once this is over, you get the basic AMARYLLIS SUMMED UP IN A MEAN WAY BY GORTH)

AndrewRogue: (Yay!)

AndrewRogue: "Eh. I suppose that's what happens when you seal up Dark Ones and all that."

Dark Japheth: "Indeed."

Dark Japheth: He walks over to a pot, where steam is coming out. "..I'm going to have to leave in a few moments. Would you like to speak with my wife?"

AndrewRogue: "Sure. Why not. Getting used to ending up weird places when I sleep anyway."

Dark Japheth: He smiles, and walks out. Leaving you alone, in a cottage, with some unidentified stew boiling in his kitchen.

AndrewRogue: "Right." (Any place to sit down and make himself comfy? Or just sit?)

Dark Japheth: There are two chairs, made of the purest mahogany

Dark Japheth: They are oddly out of place.

Dark Japheth: After a moment, a girl walks in.

Dark Japheth: I have a picture... somewhere....

Dark Japheth: Either way, she's pretty, and she fits, almost exactly, a painting you've seen before.

AndrewRogue: (Ah hah. One of those on the museum wall?)

Dark Japheth: No. In the Hall of Heroes.

Dark Japheth: But sort of.

Dark Japheth: http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/loth/c/l/claire/vampire.jpg.html

AndrewRogue: (Oh <.<) *notes it and stores it away for future reference* "Eh heh... hello. Melkor's wife?"

Dark Japheth: SHe laughs, and her voice is like the bubbling of a creek. "You can call me Riley. I'm famous for doing other things than being his husband and having his children."

Dark Japheth: (FIGURED IT OUT.... YET?)

AndrewRogue: (Lord Lioncourt? <.<)

Dark Japheth: She smiles, her smile is like a dagger cut across her face. (good guess) "So why have you come here, dreamwalker?"

AndrewRogue: "Who knows. I just go to sleep and I end up places. Here tonight for example."

Dark Japheth: "An intuition has guided you to me." SHe smiles.

Dark Japheth: "I'm glad that there are others like me nowadays. People who seem to dream of odd things, places, and people, with no ulterior motive, or hell, any motive."

AndrewRogue: "Glad to be at your service then Riley. Its fun to dream of weird things without the slightest inclination."

Dark Japheth: She laughs. "It is nice to meet you, Landus. Do you mind... telling me your last name? I might have trained one of your ancestors."

AndrewRogue: "Silfar if it really matters. According to Melkor though, we might not have been smart enough to have them when you were alive."

Dark Japheth: "He died before I did. I lived another seventy years before I too, died."

Dark Japheth: She laughs. "I helped your people reclaim a sense of identity and sentience, when they had been but pawns before."

AndrewRogue: (BRB. Bladder wishes to explode)

AndrewRogue: (Death averted.)

AndrewRogue: "Well now. That's a depressing thought. We were a bunch winged pawns, huh?"

Dark Japheth: (Yay!)

Dark Japheth: "Once. So were the ogres. You have me, among other people, to thank for your freedom."

Dark Japheth: "Trolls, for the most part, too."

AndrewRogue: "I suppose I oughta say thank you then, lest I look ungrateful."

Dark Japheth: "Nah. I didn't do anything for you, just a bunch of harpies who have no doubt been so long dead that their names are forgotten."

AndrewRogue: *shrugs* "Eh. Its that whole chain of events thing I guess. You do this for them, does this for someone else, etc, etc until it reaches the bottom of the line with what my illustrious race is today."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Much improved from where they started. But who can you not say that of?"

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... who knows. Some people seem to make worse for wear, others seem to make it better."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Choice."

AndrewRogue: "Yeah. That seems pretty accurate."

Dark Japheth: "You aren't a particularly talkative fellow, it seems." She smiles.

Dark Japheth: <So why don't we communicate this way?>

AndrewRogue: "Well now. That's a nifty trick.

AndrewRogue: "

Dark Japheth: <You know, I was a psion. Though we didn't call it that in our days.>

Dark Japheth: <So was my husband, though he was more martially inclined and less spiritually inclined.>

AndrewRogue: "Interesting. Like that friend of Skoc's huh? Ability to do stuff with the power of your mind alone and all?"

Dark Japheth: She nods. <Its greatly increased, here, but the basic fact remains.>

AndrewRogue: "So all you have to do is think and you can do stuff huh?"

Dark Japheth: <A little more complicated than that. It implies a desire for willpower, strength of mind, and sanity, though the last one isn't really necessary.>

Dark Japheth: <That's like saying magic is just saying hokey phrases while dancing.>

AndrewRogue: *chuckles* "All right. So I oversimplify. It happens when you address a talent that you don't possess."

AndrewRogue: "You don't understand the finer workings of it and all that."

Dark Japheth: <Right. I am sure I couldn't grasp the subtle nuances of flying.>

AndrewRogue: "Eh. Its not as bad as one would think, but it is a bitch to learn and do."

Dark Japheth: <I believe you.>

Dark Japheth: She nods.

Dark Japheth: ....Ok, pause for a momnt

Dark Japheth: lmao, My sister is the CUTEST THING ON EARTH

AndrewRogue: Oh?

Dark Japheth: She comes downstairs, after I fix her closet door.

Dark Japheth: She is wearing a parrot suit.

Dark Japheth: Her halloween costume from last year.

Dark Japheth: Me- "...What the crap."

Dark Japheth: Her- "Cheep cheep."

Dark Japheth: I laughed. She heads upstairs, and while going, she looks at me and says "...Don't tell ANYONE I was in my parrot suit."

Dark Japheth: Ok, resume.

AndrewRogue: (XD That's adorable.)

Dark Japheth: I KNOW!

AndrewRogue: (My sister would have threatened to kill me.)

Dark Japheth: lol

AndrewRogue: "So, you outlived Melkor by a couple dozen years. How's that work out for you?"

Dark Japheth: "PRetty shittily, actually. I'm not up for rebirth for another three years."

AndrewRogue: "Bummer. Time constraints on rebirth and all?"

Dark Japheth: "Yeah."

Dark Japheth: (heh, my sister got stuck in the costume)

Dark Japheth: (I'm gunna leave her in it. :P)

Dark Japheth: "So when did you start exhibiting your dreamwalk?"

AndrewRogue: "Lessee... musta been few months ago I think."

AndrewRogue: "Eh... Skoc got me started if I'm remembering right."

Dark Japheth: "..Ah. Then you were pulled into the world of dreaming."

AndrewRogue: "Yeah. I think that's how it worked."

AndrewRogue: "Then again, didn't even know how this whole dreamwalking thing started."

Dark Japheth: "Alexander Maelstrom."

Dark Japheth: "He started it."

AndrewRogue: "Ah. Long dead and gone by now I assume?"

Dark Japheth: "...No. Can he die? I don't know."

Dark Japheth: "He's more immortal than gods. Or vampires. Or anything."

Dark Japheth: She shakes her head. "Do you know his story?"

AndrewRogue: "That's pretty damn immortal then. Naw, never even heard of him."

Dark Japheth: "He would have preferred it that way."

Dark Japheth: "Tell me what your age knows of the gods."

Dark Japheth: "And the World, and the First Great Song."

AndrewRogue: "Leeesse. Well, there's a bunch of gods. A lot of them have slight tendencencies to be pretentious bastards, but hey, its cause they're the big guys and all. Tiy's walking around apparently. The world is the world I guess. Buncha rock, water and plants all squished together to support the wonders of life. And... don't know much about this First Great Song. Definitely don't think I know how to play it."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "None but the Gods remember the song."

Dark Japheth wants to directly connect.

Dark Japheth is now directly connected.

Dark Japheth: "In the beginning, only Kalimo existed. He dwelled in the dark void of space and time, from where, none know. But it is known that Kalimo was lonely, and sought companionship. Out of the thought of that loneliness, a being sprang from his mind, an idea, and soon after, more ideas sprang from his head and claimed physical form, until Kalimo was no more. Only the Karal, his children and unintentional murderers, remained.

From the thought of loneliness and knowledge of others came Maphai. He was the first, the strongest, and the most wise. The highest and holiest of the Karal. From the thought of fear at his loss of essence came Lucien, fair of form, yet weak in spirit. From the thought of all these creatures coming from him sprang Gaea, who would become as mother to the creatures of a world. From his wonder at the sudden chaos and lack of order came Chaosyn, a being formed of pure energy and entropic will. From his desire to bring all under one banner of order came the Judicator, who would come to hardly be considered a living being. From his desire to shelter and protect all his new children came Tiyrael, the sword of righteousness and the protector of the innocent. Out of the wish to heal his own fragmented mind, Gabriel, the healer, sprang forth, and began to attempt to assuage his wounds and ills. From his love for his child to wish to heal him so sprang Luthien, the maiden of love, who would one day be worshipped more than any other god in the pantheon. And last, from his last desire to protect himself from his degeneration at all costs sprang Sakhmet, who would be reviled and hated in times to come.

The nine Karal knew not what to do. They began singing in despair for their lost father, and from their tears, and the blood and corpse of their master, the world of Amaryllis was formed.

Such a bleak beginning can hardly do our world justice. The Karal were not alone- for other beings had sprung from Kalimo's darkest thoughts, and they were called the Demons. The Karal united and defeated the demons, and banished them forever into the darkest of abyssal places- the Void, where no definition could take place.

When the fighting had ended, the Karal discovered that a race of primitive beings had watched them. Not as powerful, or Gifted, as the Karal themselves, but nevertheless worthy of attention, as these Elves learned quickly.

I know, at that school for sorcery you have there, you will not hear this. The humans believe, in their arrogance, that they were the first to be born from the world, spawning randomly. The dwarves, too, believed that they came first. Never listen to them. They do not know what is, or what will be.

Regardless, the elves quickly began worshipping these powerful beings, the Karal, and named them Gods. In early times, the Gods and Elves were much closer, for Maphai taught the elves all they knew of magic, and how to shape reality around them.

But a small cabal of elves learned too quickly, and discovered, without magic, how to create weapons of great conflagration and incineration.

Maphai was displeased, and meditated on the matter. "For have I failed? I have attempted to show them beauty, and life, and song through my Gift. Are they not pleased? Why must they build weapons of destruction?"

He came to one saddened conclusion. He must obliterate them all, and recreate, from ashes, all of Amaryllis. Somehow, they had failed, and Maphai would not allow it to happen again. He took shape as a monstrous form, although beautiful- it was an angel, dark, yet light. Cloaked in pain, and wielding their own magics against them, the entire colony of elves was inflicted with the curse of death. Others were not, but regardless, death soon spread from them like a disease. His two comrades, Lucien, and his consort Sahkmet, came and assisted in the spreading of the curse.

He gave them Age, as his dark gift, to slay the elves before any could reach the stages where they could do much damage. The elves found themselves weak, and renamed themselves "Hyoo-mahn", which means "Fallen from Grace" in ancient tongues. Thus is the true origin of your mothers accursed race.

The other Karal were not pleased, save Sakhmet and Lucien. They approved, but the others did not. And darkness coalesced around Maphai and his supporters, and they were sucked into the same Abyss where they had damned the demons of old. For their powers had been darkened in focus, for such evil in ones soul always takes its toll, even on the Gods.

Eons passed, cycles of rebirth had passed, and indeed, many forgot of Maphai and his two lieutenants. But they would not soon after forget it.

Maphai returned, under a new name: Baalzephon, the lord of Hatred. Lucien, too, abandoned his name, calling himself Shaitan, the master of Tyranny. They held many countless demons at their beck and call, some in the form of giant flying lizards, who would breathe flame upon the masses. Declaring their home Perdition, the Nine Hells, they had explored the void, and carved a sort of home from it. In that time, many good things were done, but no recollection remains.

Baalzephon murdered and rampaged, killing as many as he could. As he was the first and the strongest, it took the united force of the other gods to bind him into seven oath rods, keeping him imprisoned as long as they remained in their truest form. Before he fell again, he made a dark prophecy- "One day, I shall return. Until my return, may your kind forever wither. I am Baalzephon, Abigor, Melkor, Karnage, Maphai, Mekhet, Korino, and many other names. Remember them, for they have power. I am Hatred manifest. May the sun forever darken, and my demons plague you until the end of your days!"

The binding was performed by seven beings of power, known throughout the times as the Warriors of Hope. Many times, they denied entry into the heavens to continue fighting the war against his evil and sin, preferring to be reformed and rebodied."

Dark Japheth: (Whoops. Uhh, ignore the part about mothers accursed race.)

Dark Japheth: (...*forgot how long ago he had written this*)

Dark Japheth: "That is why my husband takes the name Melkor, for that abyssal being claimed it was his name before he fell. All those things he represented before the Fall, my husband kept close to him."

AndrewRogue: "Huh. Well that's a hell of a history to the world there."

AndrewRogue: "So is that really how it happened and all?'

Dark Japheth: She shrugs. "Probably now. Thats what my age believed."

Dark Japheth: *not

Dark Japheth: "Regardless, I think it to be true. Mostly. What isn't true can be attributed to the fact that I don't remember half the names or the reasons the gods sprang from Kalimo."

Dark Japheth: "Or what Kalimo was."

AndrewRogue: "Heh. Quite a beginning that is."\

AndrewRogue: "So no idea what this Kalimo fella was huh?"

Dark Japheth: "No. He perished before any beings has been created, though, and thus, only the gods would know of him."

AndrewRogue: "Bummer. Be nifty to know who this guy that made the gods was."

Dark Japheth: "I really think that would be good."

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... probably. But what can you do?" *he chuckles* "Maybe beat Tiy and ask him the answer if someone was so inclined."

Dark Japheth: "That could work."

Dark Japheth: "It seems too easy. Plus, based on his challenge, its.. it might be considered diminishing the host of heaven."

AndrewRogue: "Eh?"

Dark Japheth: "What if the gods have done nothing but lie to us all, with good reason? Thus, telling us the truth would diminish the host of heaven?"

AndrewRogue: *shrugs* "I suppose its their perogative if they want to do that. To be honest, the creation of the world, the gods and everything ain't that much a concern of mine. I don't see where exactly they get off thinking they got sole hold over the truth but hey, if they want it."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "You are wise, Landus Silfar."

AndrewRogue: "If you wanna think that. Its just common sense really. I don't see what knowing the secrets of the universe does for you anyway."

Dark Japheth: She nods. And she whispers, almost. "Be very careful, Landus Silfar. The Malfeans come to plague dreams. If you are caught in one of them, consequences will be d...."

Dark Japheth: and you wake up. Someone poked you

AndrewRogue: (CROSS OVER)

Dark Japheth: omg woah

AndrewRogue: (YOU CROSSED OVER AGAIN)

AndrewRogue: Might I inquire as to who decided to poke me before the important message finished?

AndrewRogue: <.<

Dark Japheth: Nah, probably caradoc.

Dark Japheth: Cuz she likes you

AndrewRogue: Why must people who like you always interrupt the key part of dream messages? <.<

Dark Japheth: Like when Queklain woke Hunter up while he was talking to scratch

AndrewRogue: ...

AndrewRogue: I'm not going there.

AndrewRogue: Just... not

Dark Japheth: XD

AndrewRogue: Because this brings up a picture similar to Landus and Cara who are politely sharing the same bed.

AndrewRogue: I doubt Quek is politely sharing with Hunter though <.<

AndrewRogue: *mourns for Aria*

AndrewRogue: Beaten by a man.

AndrewRogue: That's a true failure.

Dark Japheth: lol

AndrewRogue: Actually, by a man and a goddess.

AndrewRogue: Jesus she has to work hard to compete.

Dark Japheth: :P

AndrewRogue: Her opponents!

AndrewRogue: A sultry cat-girl who has been Hunter's love for years!

AndrewRogue: A girly elf boy who is gestalt badass power.

AndrewRogue: A goddess.

AndrewRogue: *gently baps Cara on the head for waking him up, despite knowing the next word was dire*

AndrewRogue: Ah well. At least it wasn't Skoc.

AndrewRogue: *shudders*

Dark Japheth: :P

Dark Japheth: She speaks. "Sorry I woke you up. I had a nightmare."

AndrewRogue: (Oh. We're actually doing this? <.< *had been playing around*)

Dark Japheth: If you want. :P

AndrewRogue: (Eh. Why not. I'm bored. <.<)

Dark Japheth: She is kind of quiet and meek. "I'm sorry I woke you up. I know you don't sleep too well."

AndrewRogue: *blinks for a moment, not used to suddenly wrenching across realities and what not* "Eh heh... its fine. Not much happening in the realm of sleep and all that. You all right?"

Dark Japheth: She shakes her head. "No, I'm not."

Dark Japheth: She snuggles up next to you. "Hold me."

Dark Japheth: "Tell me everything is going to be ok."

AndrewRogue: *he looks a bit taken aback for a second*

AndrewRogue: "Ah..." *he gently wraps an arm around her* "Its... fine. Everything's gonna be all right. Shhh... what's the matter?"

Dark Japheth: She's crying a little. "I'm so scared. This place is so evil. I... I can't.." she cries, and doesn't finish.

AndrewRogue: *he... looks a bit awkward* "Shhhh... hey now Cara. Its fine. Its just a castle with some nasty rooms and what not."

Dark Japheth: She is shaking. "Its... not right."

AndrewRogue: *switches over to big-bro mode, gently rubbing her back* "Shh... what's not right Cara?"

Dark Japheth: "The whole place. None of it is real. None of this is real."

AndrewRogue: "Shhh... what are you talking about? This place seems pretty realy."

AndrewRogue: *real

Dark Japheth: She is just crying. But the back rubbing thing is working. She's calming down.

AndrewRogue: "Shh... its all right. Look. I'm right here. Everything's all right. We already cleared this place out, and whatever else is here I'm sure is easy enough to kick around."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Skocion's filled this place with ogres, and trolls..."

AndrewRogue: "Tch. Nasty bunch of brutes that I don't much care for. But hey, they keep the spooks out, and if they get nasty, I can probably break them in half."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "I hope."

Dark Japheth: "Its just... frightening, Landus."

Dark Japheth: She continues for another hour or so, just crying gently, and being held in your arms.

AndrewRogue: *I guess its lucky he has mad experience with this. He sits there quietly and holds her and offers the occasional comforting word or three*

AndrewRogue: (And since I feel like it, attempt a sense motive to get to the bottom of what was bothering her <.<)

Dark Japheth: Fear, nightmares. Her dreams. This place amplifies negative thoughts, and the whole place feels evil

Dark Japheth: Dark

Dark Japheth: Its just crushing her.

AndrewRogue: *after a long while he gets a pretty simple idea* "Here, c'mon. Let's step outside for a bit. It'll lighten the air."

Dark Japheth: She nods, and stands up, and goes outside with you.

Dark Japheth: This does not help, because the hallway is dark and probably just as bad. But she does seem to visibly brighten up.

AndrewRogue: And if this isn't too tough, he'll take her all the way out to the outside of the castle thing.

AndrewRogue: When you don't know what to do, fall back to the closest parallel :p

Dark Japheth: Yes that works.

Dark Japheth: Its nighttime when you do it. You are in the field Skocion has set up to be Estate Atrox.

Dark Japheth: It is a field of roses. Black roses, red roses, purple (dark purple). The full moon shines above you.

AndrewRogue: *stretches out his arms and wings* "There we go. Feels a lot better out here, doesn't it?"

Dark Japheth: She nods. "It does." She leans her head on your shoulder. "I can breathe again."

AndrewRogue: "Its being underground like that. It just... oppresses you."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "It looks like we could walk forever in roses."

AndrewRogue: *he chuckles* "Yeah, it really does."

Dark Japheth: She takes your arm, and wraps it around her, a little bit, and leans back up against you.

AndrewRogue: *he holds her softly* "Cara... you really should stop hanging around the castle. S'not good for you."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "I need to be with you guys. At least until the DM writes me out of the plot with a good reason."

Dark Japheth: strike that

Dark Japheth: "I really should." She says with a sigh.

AndrewRogue: (XD)

AndrewRogue: "Its not my place to tell you what to do Cara, but..." *he sighs* "Eh heh... you wanna feel the night air a little higher in the sky?"

Dark Japheth: She looks at you. "No! I couldn't!"

Dark Japheth: Sense motive though says she WANTS IT

AndrewRogue: *he grins* "C'mon. Its a good way for me to stretch my wings."

Dark Japheth: She is going to do the ridiculously cute thing of pretending to resist. :P

Dark Japheth: "I couldn't. No. Landus." She laughs. "Are you listening?"

AndrewRogue: "Come now. I'm sure you're lighter than your brother. It'll be no effort."

Dark Japheth: "No!" She's laughing, though.

AndrewRogue: *he politely scoops her up and kicks into the air* "You sure?"

Dark Japheth: She laughs and yells. "Let me go! Put me down!"

Dark Japheth: "WAit don't do that!"

Dark Japheth: She laughs, and flies with you.

AndrewRogue: "See, now isn't this more fun than standing around on the ground?"

Dark Japheth: She nods a little. "Landus. This is... awesome."

AndrewRogue: *he chuckles* "Glad to know. Its a little less awesome after doing it for a while. S'alot of work really."

Dark Japheth: She looks at you, which is awkward to do and hard considering the way she's being held. "...Do you want to put me down so you can fly? I'll understand if you want to."

AndrewRogue: *he actually smiles, a relatively rare gesture from him* "And spoil your fun? Nah. My wings aren't going anywhere. I can fly whenever."

Dark Japheth: She smiles contentedly, and snuggles while you fly.

AndrewRogue: *and he will show her what its like to fly for a while, until he tires out enough to need to set down, or she asks to*

Dark Japheth: She won't.

Dark Japheth: Where do you let her off? Back where you started?

AndrewRogue: Eh. Flight probably takes 'em a ways across the yard. So he sets down in the region. "And... heh... that's flight."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Thank you, Landus." She pecks you on the cheek. "You are so sweet."

AndrewRogue: *he chuckles* "Eh heh... I wouldn't say sweet, but thanks anyway. 'sides, its a lot better than sitting under all that rock, ain't it?"

Dark Japheth: She nods. "And a lot less... grim."

AndrewRogue: "Indeed. Your brother's flower layouts are a lot more pleasing than his castle."

Dark Japheth: "I think he's gay."

Dark Japheth: (...I wish I was striking that, but it fits)

AndrewRogue: *scratch's his head awkwardly* "Weeeeelllll... considering I think he's tried to come on to me and the Frog a time or two, I'm thinking he might be."

AndrewRogue: (<.<)

Dark Japheth: She looks at you awkwardly. "...Really?"

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... but then again he keeps coming onto girls as well. So... eh... maybe he's just flamboyant."

AndrewRogue: (Now I've done one really weird thing in each game.)

Dark Japheth: "....Ok, thats something I didn't want to know." She sighs.

AndrewRogue: "Eh... you're right. Forget it. Your brother is your brother for all that's worth."

Dark Japheth: She nods.

AndrewRogue: "So depressing to think about going back down to that castle, huh?" *he stretches out* "So much more pleasant out here."

Dark Japheth: She nods. And then... she tackles you.

Dark Japheth: I'd roll for it but its for plot!

Dark Japheth: You can either let her tackle or you can be strong, stalwart, and she'll fall off you like water on glass.

AndrewRogue: *Landus is polite. He'll get tackled*

Dark Japheth: And Cara has knocked you down on the ground, on the grass.

Dark Japheth: "Got you!"

Dark Japheth: Laughing.

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... I appear to be losing my touch."

Dark Japheth: She laughs, and rolls off you, and lays next to you, looking up at the sky.

AndrewRogue: "You're pretty quick." *he chuckles* "I would have broken just about anyone else who tried that."

Dark Japheth: SM!

Dark Japheth: Average is 13. :P

AndrewRogue: Well... odds are if he wanted he could smack down a lot of people who tried that. Quite possibly her too.

Dark Japheth: She laughs. "Thanks. I think."

AndrewRogue: *he gently brushes her hair back a bit from her forehead* "I take it you're feeling better Cara?"

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Much better."

Dark Japheth: "Want to go back to the inn for a while?" her eyes get huge. "I kind of got my second wind."

Dark Japheth: "No pun intended.

AndrewRogue: *he smiles* "Why not. Its not like Skoc needs us for much these days. Checking the occasional door, reading him a book and lazing about. Such an exciting life. I'd rather be working."

Dark Japheth: She laughs. "Alright." And she stands up, and the two of you walk to the inn.

Dark Japheth: Where I stop now because of sanity and million windows open OMG pain

AndrewRogue: I know the feeling.

Dark Japheth: Caradoc unlocks the small lock, and pulls out a fairly large bottle. And two glasses, and fills them with ice, and with the liquid.

Dark Japheth: Cara smiles, and sips from her glass, offering you the second.

SirAlexTheFirst: CARADOC?

Dark Japheth: (BLAME KIRK.)

Dark Japheth: (Me- "So does your character have siblings?)

SirAlexTheFirst: (OH I WILL. BELIEVE ME I WILL)

Dark Japheth: (Him- "Yes. One sister.")

Dark Japheth: (Me- "Name?"

Dark Japheth: (Him- "....Caradoc.")

AndrewRogue: "Sneaking in and borrowing from the inn's best huh?" *he accepts it and sips as well* (And should I recognize this name?)

Dark Japheth: (Whats the story on that name? So I can use it to hurt him in some way he won't expect cuz I'm not in on it)

Dark Japheth: "Thats kind of the best part about Mom owning the inn. Technically, I'm going to write this off."

Dark Japheth: She says as she laughs.

SirAlexTheFirst: (Captain Caradoc is Staci's character in the pirates campaign here)

AndrewRogue: (HAH!)

Dark Japheth: (Very well.)

SirAlexTheFirst: (Have her die in a boat accident.)

Dark Japheth: (Ironically the PC's are on their way to boatride to Nagukor, if I recall correctly.)

AndrewRogue: (Alex, Landus is just done getting over sister death. Can we please not suggest this?)

AndrewRogue: (<.<)

Dark Japheth: (And if I kill Caradoc, it'll hurt Landus more than Skocion.)

Dark Japheth: (So she's got temporary "DM Pity" protection)

Dark Japheth: (>.>)

AndrewRogue: (Kill Krist. Skoc loves him more.)

Dark Japheth: "So. You drink anything special?" She looks at the cabinet.

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh...not in particular. Got used to just water over the years, so I don't treat myself much."

Dark Japheth: At this, she looks at your glass. "...Ok, better start you off with something that won't clean out your sinuses." And she grabs another glass, and fills this one with ice.

Dark Japheth: And half of an orange colored drink, the other half clear. And hands it to you.

AndrewRogue: "Professional bartender huh? Cheers to that then."

Dark Japheth: "Not.. particularly. But I do it on occasion, when the help doesn't show up."

Dark Japheth: She swigs. "...Shit. We forgot to toast.

Dark Japheth: "Can't drink without toasting." She pulls out a stale piece of bread, breaks it in half, handing half to you, dunking the other in her glass. "To friends, family, and benefactors."

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... indeed. Friends, family and benefactors." *matches her gesture*

Dark Japheth: Ziggy zaggy.

Dark Japheth: Oy oy oy.

Dark Japheth: And she takes a sip.

AndrewRogue: *does the same* (Heh!)

Dark Japheth: She sits down at the seat behind the bar. And jokingly... "Penny for your thoughts."

Dark Japheth: (I hope you can see where I'm leading with this. If only because its completely opposite from what I probably *should* do.)

AndrewRogue: (I'm in that RP point where I can't because I'm sleepy and I get too dense to know.)

AndrewRogue: *he snorts lightly* "More than one usually gets for 'em."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Yeah. Considering Scratch offers only card games. I think he's a cheap bastard."

Dark Japheth: Swig.

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... I think he's too sure he wins anything else."

AndrewRogue: "Centuries locked in a room and he's bound to be bored enough to learn them all. But he does have a tendency to be cheap with bets."

Dark Japheth: "Thats because he sucks at poker."

Dark Japheth: Swig again. She refills her glass.

AndrewRogue: *he's a slower drinker, but its habit* "Unless he cheats. Then suddenly he gets a lot better."

Dark Japheth: At this, she seems to laugh. "Duhhhhhh."

Dark Japheth: "Come on, now. If you cheated, wouldn't you be a lot better?"

AndrewRogue: *he grins* "There's a difference between a cheater and a good cheater."

Dark Japheth: At this, she nods. "Sound advice." Swig. Refill.

AndrewRogue: "Do you talk much with any of those folks anymore?"

Dark Japheth: Her cheeks are getting a little flushed. "LAndus, I just want to thank you for your mo...mo...monetary donation. To my schooling."

Dark Japheth: "No. I didn't want to talk to them... so I started lucid dreaming. It seems sometimes the only way to make sure you don't have to talk to them."

Dark Japheth: "They are all pr... pr...pretentious assholes, I think."

AndrewRogue: "Hah. Now there's something easily agreed too. And it wasn't a big deal Cara. Not like I was doing anything with it." *he does however start watching her glass and the bottle a little more*

Dark Japheth: Which naturally refills. There ain't much ice left, and she isn't noticing.

Dark Japheth: "Well, that doesn't matter. Who cares if you weren't going to use it?"

Dark Japheth: "You live in Penobscot. You don't have nasty taxes here, and you donated to a citizen and not a charity, so you can't ignore it anyway."

Dark Japheth: "You do all these things, nice things. I just don't underschtand you." (misspelling intentional)

Dark Japheth: Swig.

AndrewRogue: "Well... actually I don't much live there anymore. As I recall my house went up in flames not too long after my last visit." *he shrugs* "I dunno. I don't think I'm that tough to understand."

AndrewRogue: *he subtly snakes his hand over to dual purposely refill his glass and move it from her*

Dark Japheth: "You are... a mystery... wrapped in an enigma.. surrounded by mystery."

Dark Japheth: She refills her glass unless you physically stop her.

AndrewRogue: "You might want to lighten the next glass Cara."

Dark Japheth: She looks at you. "Yeah. You are so right."

Dark Japheth: She stands to put the bottle back, and does so. Fairly easily. Nowhere near as staggeringly drunk as you'd guess.

AndrewRogue: "You got something in particular bothering you? You mentioned nightmares earlier." *subscriber to the people get drunk cause something hurts theory*

Dark Japheth: "...We were in castle GRYM."

Dark Japheth: "Haven't you heard ANY stories about it?"

Dark Japheth: (*subscriber to the "sometimes people get drunk cuz its fun theory"*)

AndrewRogue: (That too :p)

AndrewRogue: (And... would he have?)

Dark Japheth: (Probably a few.)

Dark Japheth: (Mostly about how people caught in it would be horrifically tortured as an example.)

Dark Japheth: (And the people lived with mutual fear and respect for the ruling family.)

AndrewRogue: "Just your standard stuff about the horrible torture and fear and respect for the ruling family."

Dark Japheth: "Ah. ok."

Dark Japheth: "Now take that... and multiply by five."

Dark Japheth: "You know, psions wouldn't even go near the place built in memorial to it. Thats how bad the place is."

Dark Japheth: "One went insane from the screaming, Landus. Insane."

Dark Japheth: "Thats pretty bad mojo. I'm convinced the place is haunted."

AndrewRogue: "Typically I'd say I have a healthy disrespect for legends, but really. You're probably right though. Even the guards hate going down near the dungeon. But yeah. Fucking oppressive place it is."

Dark Japheth: She nods. And then yawns. "I'm tired. I'm not going back to that goddamned castle. Want a room?"

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... sure. Its not worth the walk back."

Dark Japheth: She looks under the desk, and tosses you a key.

Dark Japheth: "Catch."

Dark Japheth: I'd roll attack and all but really, there comes a point when there are too many mechanics.

AndrewRogue: "'nother writeable expense, or you actually want me to pay?" *and deftly snatches it out of the air*

Dark Japheth: "...If I made you pay, I'd be somewhat of a hypocrit, now wouldn't I?"

AndrewRogue: "Not really. Can't always let vagabonds slide by in the books." *but he smiles anyway*

Dark Japheth: "You'd be surprised how often Mom does it." She says, waiting for a laugh, as the takes your arm and with surprisingly little stumbling considering the amount she's drank, she leads to a room.

Dark Japheth: Where there are two beds, and a large, huge stuffed bear on one of them. And pillows. And lots of books.

Dark Japheth: In the corner is a desk, with mounds of paperwork, writing even on the desk.

AndrewRogue: *he provides her with a slight one. He's tired enough to do it anyway& "Eh heh. Your room?"

Dark Japheth: "Yep. Most customers don't like the giant bear."

AndrewRogue: "Does seem like it would get to them. Plentiful supply of books and bookwork for them though."

Dark Japheth: She nods. And she goes over to the desk, and uses a tindertwig to light an incense stick. And then she just falls on her bed, and turns to her side, to continue talking. "Thank you, Landus."

AndrewRogue: *he seats himself in whatever the most convenient spot is, likely the other bed* "For what?"

Dark Japheth: She looks at you for a minute like you are an idiot, as the smell of jasmine, and magnolias, fills the air. (get that reference, get TEN cookies)

Dark Japheth: "...Gee. You take me flying, you set up an entire education for me, and I get ridiculously drunk, and you haven't yet tried to take advantage of it."

Dark Japheth: "Sometimes, I don't understand you." She looks at you like she's scrutinizing you.

AndrewRogue: (Ack... I've heard it before.) *he shrugs somewhat weakly* "You were there and you aren't exceptionally heavy. Besides, you looked like you would enjoy it. I know its supposed to be a really wonderous thing for those

AndrewRogue: who can't. And I've professed before. Had nothing to do with the money anymore, and you had something you wanted to do. Served you better'n me. And it was your decision to get drunk. No reason to take advantage of it."

Dark Japheth: hang on, brb

AndrewRogue: "I don't think I'm that tough to understand." (Okay.)

Dark Japheth: I return.

Dark Japheth: "You are too good, Landus. Don't you have any dark secrets? Or are you just perfect?"

AndrewRogue: *he laughs for a moment before it takes on a slightly bitter edge* "Naw Cara. I'm far from perfect."

Dark Japheth: "Lets see. Fun loving, nice, philanthropist..."

Dark Japheth: "Nope, not seeing anything wrong."

Dark Japheth: "Works out, fairly constantly... works for a living, doesn't spoil himself..."

AndrewRogue: "Its what necessity bred. If I were perfect Cara, I wouldn't have started working for your brother and I'd still have a sister. Sh' I've done some bad things while I've been alive."

Dark Japheth: "You are right, you do have a problem." She is quiet for a moment. "You don't properly app... app... like yourself."

Dark Japheth: "You gotta like who you are and be proud of it, Landus!" She looks at you. The bear behind her seem to loom in power.

Dark Japheth: (All your characters but Harkan suffer from low self esteem.)

Dark Japheth: (And all my characters except Niniel enjoy bolstering that self esteem.)

Dark Japheth: ('tis a vicious cycle, I think.)

AndrewRogue: *he smiles vaguely* "Eh heh... that I do Cara. I'm at least satisfied with my lot in life. I just keep myself firmly set here on earth while I do it." (Heh! You have something of a point.)

AndrewRogue: (All of them have been getting self-esteem blasts lately <.<)

Dark Japheth: "But you've got wings. Both really and in your mind. Don't you dream? And do anything that isn't planned and thought about?"

Dark Japheth: "No aspir... ations, maybe? Dreams?"

Dark Japheth: (To think, and all this meaningful RP happened cuz I got tired of RPing a dream sequence so I had caradoc poke you awake.)

AndrewRogue: (I know. Go figure <.<)

Dark Japheth: (Meaningful RP can't be forced, it just sort of accidentally happens)

AndrewRogue: "I still act on impulse. But eh heh... I suppose you do strike a vulnerability. I haven't dreamed in a while. And don't really know where I'm going anymore."

Dark Japheth: "I don't mean DREAMING dreaming. I mean like... what do you want to do?"

Dark Japheth: "I know you don't want to work for Skocion for the rest of your life."

AndrewRogue: *he chuckles* "The sooner that ends the better prolly. But to be honest with ya, I've got no clue what I want. I wasn't living for myself all these years, so I never took the time to stop and think."

Dark Japheth: "So figure it out." She looks outside. Its probably about 11. "You've got time, I think."

AndrewRogue: "You're quite persistent. I suppose I'd be happy to just settle down sometime and not worry about the world at large. I dunno. Something easy to do." *he chuckles* "Maybe just take whatever I end this with and be

AndrewRogue: able to take a year or two where I just get up, do my thing, and then sit down and play music, or lay out in the sun or just take the wind for a while."

Dark Japheth: She smiles. "Thats beautiful. And it was easy. Wasn't it?"

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... I suppose it was."

Dark Japheth: She nods. "Landus.." She gets up, and walks over to your bed, and kisses you on the forehead, and hugs you. "Thank you again. Good night."

Dark Japheth: "Sweet dreams."

Dark Japheth: She says as she sits on her bed, and lays down.

AndrewRogue: "S'not a problem. Night Cara. Sleep well."

Dark Japheth: She nods, as she finally drifts off to sleep, with a stuffed bunny in her arms, crushed close to her.

AndrewRogue: (Awwwww.)

Dark Japheth: Now I think that entire scene gets anAww..........bastard

Dark Japheth: You stole my thunder.

Dark Japheth: Oh well.

AndrewRogue: Its my skill.