Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums
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				Title: <strong>Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 23:09:51</strong>
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				<div align="center">If you ever want to<br>see Gorton alive again<br>Bring 50,000 gold pieces <br>to the Temple of the Sun <br>by this day next month.</div><br><br>The wizard's study was in ruins. Smashed bottles, broken equipment, torn books, scorch marks on the wall... It looks like Gorton, the kindly old wizard who lived here, had been kidnapped, although he'd put up quite a struggle. Who could have done such a thing? And why?<br><br>The only clue was a ransom note, left in the middle of the floor. But who was going to risk their lives, or spend a small fortune, to rescue the poor wizard?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 23:46:35</strong>
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				Khell the faerie dragoness, familiar to the wizard Gorton, was cheerfully oblivious to the state of her master and his home, having been allowed to spend the days outdoors in the recently nice weather (although allowed is hardly the operative word, but it sounds nicer then 'tossed out so she would stop being a pest', bored faerie dragons having a tendency to find themselves underfoot.) So it isn't until she comes home that she's even aware of the tragedy. "Master, I'm home!" she calls out, then lets slip a gasp as she sees the wreck made of her master's study. There's a good couple of minutes where she flits about in a panic, trying to make sense of what had happened. Eventually though she calms down, trying to be rational about things, something Gorton had always tried to teach her "Okay...someone took my master, but...there's a note, so he's gotta still be alive...but where?" she frowns "I don't know anyone who's got that kind of money...master didn't, and even if he did they would have taken it anyways...I guess rescue is the only option now.." she shakes her head "But...there's no one else around to help me..I can't rescue him by myself..." she thinks, sniffling a bit. "But if I don't help him, no one else will..it's gotta be me.." she reasons, trying to buck up her courage. Maybe the kidnappers left some tracks or something she can follow...if not, she'll have to ask someone who lives nearby, something she's a bit nervous about, being shy around people, but something he's willing to do if needs be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 00:51:41</strong>
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				Unfortunately for Khell, there aren't any easily identifiable tracks outside, either. What might be there is lost amid the day-to-day shuffle of the wizard's housecleaning, as well as the villagers who occasionally come to visit. As she flits around, looking for tracks, she hears a woman's voice, whistling, as she walks down the road towards the wizard's home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 01:08:14</strong>
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				Khell wouldn't have been much of a good tracker anyways. Technically she's a sylvan and woodsey type creature, but most of her life had been spent rather placidly under the care of Gorton. She's finding out pretty quickly that a lot of her time goofing off might have been better spent learning something useful. No cure for that now though. She flies quietly over to where she hears the voice, wondering who it is, maybe someone who could help, even if it's just information.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 05:38:27</strong>
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				The young woman is walking down the road, whistling a merry tune, carrying a basket of flowers and assorted herbs. She spies the familiar faerie dragon from a distance, and waves merrily. She is familiar as well, 19 year old daughter of the local apothecary, Sandra. She says, "Oh, hello Khell! Enjoying the nice weather? I brought the plants Gorton asked mother for!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 06:31:07</strong>
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				Khell is trying to keep her composure, but she looks miserable, something that Sandra likely would pick up on "Oh Sandra, i-it's terrible! Gorton has been kidnapped!" she says, sniffling a little bit "They tore the place up something fierce, and I found a note...t-they want 50,000 gold to see him alive!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 06:44:27</strong>
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				"Oh, Goddess! How terrible! Are you alright?" She drops her basket, and immediately runs over, to tend to the poor dragon. "Do you know who might have done it, or why? Oh, you poor thing!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 06:47:18</strong>
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				Khell does feel a little better for the comforting, but she really doesn't have any of the answers to give "I-I don't know who took him...it seems funny they would, and ask for so much money...we don't know anyone with that kind of money..." she says, still sniffling a bit "I dunno why no one checked in, they must have made lots of noise by how the place looks...I wasn't at home when it happened."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 17:40:43</strong>
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				"Ohhh, dear, what ever are you going to do? Is there anything I can do to help?" Despite her comments, the girl really doesn't look like she'll be able to do much, especially is Khell decides to go rescue Gorton.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 18:02:15</strong>
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				Khell steels her courage "I'm going to go after him...I gotta, there's no one else who can do it..." she says, trying to look and sound brave but not doing a great job "I...well, you can help me out by letting everyone know what happened here. Just in case something else goes wrong."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 20:43:10</strong>
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				Sandra nods emphatically. "Yes, of course! Is there anything you need before you leave? Oh, I'll be so worried about you!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 21:23:37</strong>
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				Khell thinks about it for a moment "I guess I should bring a few supplies...but I shouldn't need much at all...I better try to keep things light"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 21:28:57</strong>
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				Her eyes light up with an idea. "Maybe you should see if Gorton has any magic artifact... things? I'm sure he won't mind if you borrowed them, especially for saving him, right? I'll help you look!" While she seems eager to help her, she also seems to be very interested in the idea of snooping around the wizard's home, too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 21:32:06</strong>
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				Khell ponders that...it's true her master did have some magical things, and maybe in the struggle some of them might have been overlooked "Okay, thanks Sandra..." she says, grateful for the help, it not occurring to her that part of Sandra's motivation might be a desire to do a little snooping.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 06:27:41</strong>
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				Sandra follows Khell back to Gorton's home, although her eagerness to explore diminishes considerably, seeing the destruction the kidnappers left. This wasn't a game, this was real. "L-let's split up... if I find anything that looks magical, or might be useful to you, I'll let you know... ok? I don't want to see you or Gorton get hurt!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 07:38:20</strong>
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				Khell nods to Sandra, not noticing the girl's reduced enthusiasm, her mind preoccupied by her master's disappearance. She starts to head towards the areas that Gorton usually shoos her away from, figuring that she might find something that her master wanted to keep hidden there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 07:52:47</strong>
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				Sandra begins poking around with the various strange things she finds; potion bottles and jars of strange ingredients. Eventually, she pulls out a small, gold amulet, with an intricate design on it. "Oooh, it's... tingly! I bet it's magic." She picks it up and begins looking through the house for Khell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:01:29</strong>
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				Khell is a bit disappointed so far, unable to find much of use, a few potions that she doesn't know what they do. Still, she does take them, figuring in an emergency she can possibly use them. She peeks her head up from the hidey-hole she was looking in to see Sandra approaching her "Oh, hey, you find anything?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:09:27</strong>
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				She holds up the amulet for inspection. "It was in one of his drawers... it's making my arm tingle. I'm betting it's magic, maybe even useful!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:11:39</strong>
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				Khell flits over to Sandra, frowning a bit as she eyes the amulet. She wishes now that she hadn't allowed herself to be so distracted when Gorton tried to teach her about this stuff. "Well, maybe it'll help..." she says, reaching to take the amulet from Sandra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:16:45</strong>
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				Sandra helps, slipping the amulet around the dragon's neck, even though it's far too large for her... or is it? The amulet instantly resizes to fit the small dragon, and looks as if it were perfectly natural, hanging there. "I... guess it is magic."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:23:13</strong>
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				Khell actually isn't shocked when the amulet resizes, having seen magic items do this enough that she's aware of that property. Still, it DOES mean that amulet is magical, although she's unaware of its properties. "I'll have to try and figure out how it works, I dunno too much about it though..." she admits, peering closely at the amulet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:34:15</strong>
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				The inscription on the amulet offers no clue to its purpose. It's a strange, magical rune, unlike any Khell might have seen before, and is warm to the touch. Sandra looks stunned at the very idea of a magic item. "Wow... I wonder what it does?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:36:49</strong>
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				Khell looks up "I dunno...I hope it does something good 'cause I'm wearing it now..." she actually chuckles a little bit "I'm sure it's something cool, but...unless it tells me where Master Gorton is, I'm not sure how much it'll help."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:41:09</strong>
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				"I think we've searched the whole place... I guess this means you're leaving, then?" She looks upset at the idea of the faerie dragon risking her life. "Be careful out there... I'll make sure to tell everyone in town what happened, we might find some way to help."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:43:37</strong>
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				Khell tries to look brave, noting Sandra's expression "I promise I'll be careful...I'm sure it'll be fine, I'm so little and cute that no one thinks I'm a threat, I'm sure I won't be hurt." she says, wishing she believed her own words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 08:58:03</strong>
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				Sandra giggles. "You're right... Gorton's in good hands!" She gives the little dragon a peck on the top of her head. "You'll do just fine, little one."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 09:02:12</strong>
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				Khell blushes a little bit at the kiss, giggling a bit "Aww, thanks...I'm sure everything will turn out fine...I'll be back before you know it." She then turns to leave, not wanting to waste any more time, reasoning that her search should start in the wilderness areas rather then anything civilized. People carrying a wizard away would attract attention, so they must be hidden where there's no people, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 07:30:50</strong>
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				Sandra waves goodbye to the faerie dragon as she flies off, then hurriedly runs back to the village to spread the bad news.<br><br>Khell travels for a short time until she reaches a large, open field, about as far from home as she's dared wander. To the north lies the forest, which is home to a number of fey creatures, and often avoided by the townsfolk. Across the river to the west, though, the forest turns into more of a marsh, where goblin and lizardmen tribes rule. Since the Temple of the Sun lies to the north-west, she's likely going to have to search through one of the two, to get through them, at the very least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 07:41:36</strong>
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				Khell pauses in the clearing, trying to think. She wants to be smart about this, to think things through just like her master taught her. She knows where the temple is, and roughly what is in each direction...the safer route would be to go north first, the forest there being home to fae and all, she'd likely have an easier time. However, the likelihood of the kidnappers coming from there seems small. It would seem more likely the would have come from the west, if the kidnappers are indeed local. Even though this plot seems too smart for the goblins and too out of character for the lizardfolk, she decides the western path would be her best place to start.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 07:47:27</strong>
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				To the west she heads, flying over the river and into the marshlands. Taking care not to be seen, she travels for a short time before she hears the sounds of battle. Although hard to see from this distance, she can clearly make out a pair of lizardmen engaged in battle with a troll, the latter looking like it has the upper hand, currently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 07:52:29</strong>
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				Khell pauses, doing her best to hide as she sees the battle. She doesn't want to delay herself, and yet...well, she doesn't know too much about the lizardmen, but what little she knows about trolls is that they're pretty bad. She can't just leave those two to their fate, can she? Sighing a bit to herself, she tries to sneak up on the troll, intending on distracting it, figuring that would be the best she can do for now before continuing on her quest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 07:56:51</strong>
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				The troll doesn't seem to notice the little dragon, thoroughly intent on pummeling the two lizardmen to death. One of the lizardmen notices her, though, and eyes her warily, fearing another foe. Moments later, he gets knocked aside by the troll, a punishment for not paying attention.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 07:59:54</strong>
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				Khell eeps a bit, not getting her intended result at all..in fact, her appearance has caused just the opposite result. Unfortunatly, it looks like she'll have to take more drastic measures. Fluttering close to the troll's head, she calls out "Hey ugly, over here!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 08:02:59</strong>
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				"Uhhh, wha? What dis?" The troll swats at the agile dragon, just missing her. One of the lizardmen stabs it, causing it to roar in pain. It's breath is not minty-fresh. It begins swingling wildly, at both the lizardmen and her!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 08:07:12</strong>
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				Khell lets out a startled cry as the troll starts swinging wildly. The little dragoness had never been in a fight before, in fact she'd led a fairly pampered existence as Gorton's familiar up to now. Still, she does her best to dodge, trying to get out of the way as quick as she can.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 08:11:38</strong>
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				Thanks to her throwing it off guard, the lizardmen are able to duck under its wild swings, and, in short order, down the large troll.<br><br>"We thank you for your help, ssmall one... what iss one ssuch ass yourself doing thiss far from your foresst?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 08:15:22</strong>
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				Khell pants, trying to catch her breath as the fight finally ends. She's feeling a bit nauseated, both from coming down from her adrenaline rush as well as having to witness a brutal fight. She recovers enough to answer though "I-I'm looking for my master..he's a human named Gorton, old, white hair and beard..someone is holding him hostage unless we pay a lot of money at the temple of the sun.." she says, sniffling a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 08:54:17</strong>
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				"I'm ssorry... we know nothing of any humanss in thiss area. I'd ssuggesst you return to your home, before ssomething dangerous findss you."<br><br>The other lizardman has picked over the corpse of the troll, taking a small bag of coins, and signals to the other that they should leave.<br><br>"I wouldn't want to ssee ssomething as usseful as you get hurt." The lizardman grins, hinting that, had she not just saved them, they might be the ones doing the hurting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 09:00:13</strong>
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				Khell is naive, but not stupid. She can definitely pick up on the undertones in the lizardman's voice and demeanor. She's a little upset that they're acting like this after she just saved them, but...she also knows that now is not the time to be outraged "Umm, thanks..." she says, fluttering off, looking like she's heading back, but her intent is to circle around and continue her journey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 23:14:48</strong>
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				The two lizardmen continue along their way, effectively ignoring the little dragon.<br><br>Khell makes her way deeper into the marsh. Although it's hard to make out much of anything, she does find a promising clue on a small island; bits of a nearby tree are badly scorched, and a small piece of cloth, that looks like it's part of Gorton's robe, is stuck to a small thornbush. It looks like he and his kidnappers came through this way! Unfortunately, any clues disappear into the marsh after only a few feet... the trail is cold.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 23:19:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell starts to get excited when she spots what might be a clue...maybe she's on the right track after all! She examines the trees, and then the bit of cloth&nbsp; from the bush, noting that it appears to have come from Gorton's robe. She's left disappointed though as the trial quickly grows cold, this being the only clue she can find. "Well, I guess this is better then nothing.." she says out loud, talking to herself, sounding a bit dejected "I guess I should keep going then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 05:57:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she's about to continue deeper into the marsh, she hears a sudden *thwip-thud* as a smal dart buries itself in a tree near her head. A small band of lizardmen move in, surrounding her and the small island she's on. "Well, look at thiss pretty thing? Whatss it doing sso far from the foresst?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 06:42:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell squeaks out as she sees the dart that so narrowly missed her, the little dragoness quite startled "W-wha?" she says lamely until it occurs to her that she's surrounded by lizardman. "I'm not hurting anything, I'm just trying to find my master..." she tries to explain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 07:06:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The largest lizardman in the group steps forward and speaks. "Thatss too bad... You sshould have sstayed in the foresst like a good little thing, sshouldn't you have?" The others laugh along with their leader. It looks like there's five of them in total. "Go with uss peacefully, and you may not get hurt... much."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 07:21:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell strongly considers making a break for it, but...this isn't her territory, it's the lizardmen's, and they'd have the advantage on her. Her heart sinks, but she nods, looking dejected "I'll go with you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 07:37:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their leader grins, and two others come up and grab hold of her, one ripping of the amulet she was wearing. "Thiss lookss interessting... head back to the village. I think the chief will like these."<br><br>They begin hauling her back towards their village, and none too gently, either.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 07:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell yelps, both at being grabbed roughly and being stripped of the amulet...guess the amulet didn't really offer much protection after all. She fidgets as she's taken with them, although she doesn't struggle full out, worried at what they might do if she did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 08:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lizardmen haul her across the marsh for about half an hour, although it feels like weeks. They reach the lizardman village, which is little more than a collection of mud and hide huts in the swamp, along wooden stakes set in strategic locations to protect against invaders.<br><br>They drag her to the largest of the huts, where a large lizardman, dressed in furs, feathers, and skulls sits on a makeshift throne, surrounded by a small group of what are presumably female lizardfolk, judging by how they are dressed and fawning over him.<br><br>"What iss thiss you have brought me, hunterss? A fey creature, thiss far in our swamp? Hahah!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 10:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell doesn't struggle much, although she likely fidgets quite a bit as she's being taken back by these lizardmen, not sure what they intend to do with her. She's sure they don't intend anything nice, but for the time being she tries to play it cool, waiting for a better opportunity to escape. Unfortunately such a chance hasn't come by the time she's brought into the hut of what seems to be the chief or head lizardman or whatever they call him. Already she's feeling nervous again, starting to think she might not get out of this..lizardmen eat just about anything, don't they? Still, she keeps her mouth shut for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 23:59:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We found it in the sswamp ass we finished our hunt... we knew you wanted a tassty meal..."<br><br>The lizardman chief licks his lips as he eyes the poor faerie dragon, but his thoughts are interrupted by one of the females around him. "I do not wissh to be rude, but I think that thiss iss the dragon my clutch-mate sspoke of, that ssaved him and hiss companion from the troll."<br><br>"Iss that true, fae? Did you ssave one of my hunterss from a troll?"<br><br>The two lizardmen carrying her had unceremoniously dropped her in the middle of the room, though they stood by the door to prevent her from leaving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 05:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell looks around now, still feeling nervous at being the center of attention, especially when the one Lizardman mentioned 'a tasty meal.' She had no intention of being anyone's dinner, that's for sure! Just as she was planning a daring and likely futile escape in her head the chief addresses her, and she jumps a bit, surprised at being questioned directly "Umm...yessir...I saw two of your hunters being attacked by a troll, and...umm...I know trolls are bad, so I distracted the troll so your hunters wouldn't get hurt." she says, stammering a little bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 05:39:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The chief ponders this, scratching his chin. "It would be a sshame to eat ssomething that ssaved my hunterss, wouldn't it? But I can't exactly let you go free, either... sso what sshould I do with you, little one?" He grins, considering a number of possibilities in his mind, if she can't decide.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 06:39:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell fidgets some more underneath the gaze of the chief, feeling a tiny bit better that he seems to not be in an eating mood after all, but still none too happy about where this conversation is going. Still, she promised herself she'd be brave, for Gorton's sake "I,er...I can cook and clean..." she says, looking around...doesn't look like either skill would be in great demand here though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>30-03-2007, 06:32:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the guards that was carrying her speaks up. "Ssir, I noticed that it iss a female. Perhapss..."<br><br>The chieftain considers this for a moment. "Iss that sso? Then I think I know what sshall be done with you..." He turns and says something in what is probably their native language, and the two guards step forward to seize her again, intent on carrying her out of the tent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saving my Master! (Jeramiahh and Schnookums</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>schnookums</strong> on <strong>30-03-2007, 10:16:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Khell looks puzzled...what does her being female have to do with this? Of course, if it keeps her from being lunch, then she's all for it, but still...<br><br>She's now sure what the chieftain says to his guards, but she finds herself grabbed again, a routine that's getting kind of old for her, but she still keeps from voicing too strenuous a protest "Y-you're not going to hurt me, are you?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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