<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Chapter 1: The Meeting of the Keepers<br/>Update</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Road Group</span></strong></div><br/><strong>Jareth</strong>: This time a sword intercepts your blow before it can connect with Rill this time. A smile parts his face as he side-steps to move towards the thief that you had inadvertently come to save from a clear death. "I asked for words and you give me steel. It's pleasing to know that you have no more show then a peacock in show of words. You are indeed a warrior at heart." Rill swings again but fails in his delivery. Your sword preventing the weapon from striking your armored skin. Then from behind you hear the scream of one of the guards distant as it seems to vanish into the woods itself.<br/><br/>Combat: Miss<br/><br/><strong>Dirk</strong>: The fool known as Rill seems to give you an opening as he moves towards you. Over a dozen possible kill moves flutter about your mind as vital organs seem to dance around your head. Put you in a cage for days with nothing but piss poor rations and even poorer company. Ruin your plans and then drag you away from the city you stayed in? No man has that right to bind you for any length of time. Then you hear it a cry of terror as one of the guards that was knocked out looks upon the gnome, gets up rapidly and then flees into the woods. Rills guard falters and an open as clear as day seems to present itself.<br/><br/><strong>Gorvis</strong>: A cry of utter terror leaps from the guards mouth as he scrambles to his feet and tears off into the woods without a glance back towards you. Clearly your spell worked far better then you would of hope.<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><br/>Nature Group</span></div><br/><strong>Orchid and Wick:</strong>Running through the woods at a decent pace you hear the faint echo of a cry of terror. It is quickly swallowed up by the sounds of the wind and wood but you barely get to hear it and its direction is unknown. With the sound vanishing into the woods you feel the winds die down. Almost as if they were cut off. Leaving the two of you without direction as to the path you will need to take.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Religious Group</span></strong></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Rissien: -33 Ainton -24</span><br/><br/><strong>Ayi'yan: </strong>Rissien seems to stumble at your blow and shakes his head to clear his thoughts. Confusion is the first thing that you think you see cross his face as he switches stances once again. But it quickly turns to resolve as a quick blow to your inner thigh followed by another to your lower back brings pain to your face once more. Rissien doesn't seem to talk now. His eye dance about your body as he now focuses on your moves more intently then before. The wounds you have given him to far now seem to be taking its toll.<br/><br/>Combat - 11hp<br/><br/><strong>Lisa</strong>: Ainton seems to look at his wounds with interest as your arrow and blade have marked his skin. He tilts his head to one side and then sees that your barrier has been removed. Gleefully he bounds towards you as his weapons dance across his body with such grance and speed you barely notice that he is moving in for an attack. Both come at you spinning with untold speed as his left arm comes out his right lashes forwards like a snake and stars explode before your vision as his weapon lands squarely in the middle of your face. "Your mine god whore"<br/><br/>Combat -15 hp to Lisa