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« Reply #15 on: February 15, 2006, 05:48:37 AM »
Kit looked back at Dale with a sudden note of concern on her young face. Her face flushed with embarassment. Dale surmised she hadn't been thinking the whole thing through or even listening up to this point. She only wanted to save her friend.

With a soft voice she spoke while staring at the ground at her feet. "Jarmok's plan gets me in the underground immediately, yours keeps me up here debating the what ifs."

It was clear to Dale that she didn't want to challenge him. She was like a child asking her parents permission, but with full intention of doing what she wants regardless of the answer.

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« Reply #16 on: February 15, 2006, 12:25:49 AM »
Dale looks at the young girl with sympathy in his eyes.  "I'm not suggesting that you abandon her.   I am suggesting that you make a wise plan before walking into a potential slaughter house.     Just walking in leaving half of us here is madness.   Besides, Jarmok said he was going to run away the moment he ran into any trouble.   How does that help you save your friend?
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"My first encounter with a dragon was fortuitous.  I lost my mount, had the chain torn from my chest, and was pinned to the ground by a claw that pierced my leg.   I would limp for the rest of my life, but I never felt more alive...

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« Reply #17 on: February 14, 2006, 11:54:23 PM »
Kit gasped in astonishment.

She got up yet again, grimacing and still holding her back as she did so.

"I am good enough to finish the job Dale." she said stern quiet voice. Although her voice spoke in a harsh whisper, her eyes gaze pleaded with Dale in an obvious attempt for him to concede to Jarmok.

With effort, and while biting her lip in obvious pain, she loaded her light crossbow and started to walk over to Jarmok.

"No one gave him the right, but he and I have both made up our minds." She stopped and turned to look back at Dale. "I can't abandon Amethia down there," she said, her eyes filling up with tears.

I personally like the dynamic of the opposing opinions (Jarmok & Blackspear), but encourage both players to take any and all personal emotion away from the situation. Its okay for characters to disagree and even come to blows once in awhile, but please agree to diagree about the situation in OOC. Personally, I could care less if Kit goes into the underground or not.

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« Reply #18 on: February 14, 2006, 11:45:29 PM »
Dale takes his crossbow and fires a bolt into the door of the keep.  

Once he has Jarmok's attention, he looks at him and says in a very quiet subdued, yet cold tone, "Who made you king?   You don't care what anyone else has to say?   You're gonna take Kit underground when she can't even stand?   What are you thinking?!!!!   Who's going to rescue your sorry hide when you get overwhelmed down there?  Stop being an ignorant jackass Jarmok!

"We won this battle," Dale sweeps his hand around the courtyard of the fort, "by making a plan and working together.   You're being an impatient little brat and your plan has some serious flaws in it.    You say I'm bloodthirsty?   You're the one charging back into to battle!   Besides,    who gave you the right to order us what to do?"


When I wrote this I hadn't yet read the OOC where everyone agreed to Jarmok's plan.    Dale is amazed at how stupid Jarmok is and I as a player was taken compleeeetely by surprise by his actions.  Dale also feels personally affronted by Jarmok and he doesn't know what he did to irritate him so much.     Personally I wasn't thrilled with Johan forcing everyone else's hand (remember I had not read the last few posts of the Lets Work Together OOC)

 I am not upset with Johan in any way.   I won't edit this post for now, because I do think it makes for good roleplaying.   If it turns out to be too controversial maybe I'll change it later.   Sorry for the huge OOC in the middle of the ICD.
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« Reply #19 on: February 14, 2006, 07:03:43 PM »
Maal Brengain grasps her shield firmly in her right hand, stands, and wordlessly follows after Jarmok.
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« Reply #20 on: February 14, 2006, 01:44:18 PM »
Sayer recommends taking some form of cover, either within the walls of the fortress (in one of teh rooms?) or outside of the ruins within the treeline (perhaps at the location north of the keep from where Kit and Sayer approached).

Waiting in the open courtyard is foolhardy.

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« Reply #21 on: February 14, 2006, 01:18:06 PM »
Svenia stops dead in her tracks heeding Jarmok's words.

She then glances around and says, "Well, at the very least I'm not going to stay unarmed!" She walks straight for one of the dead soldiers.
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« Reply #22 on: February 14, 2006, 01:11:56 PM »
"No." Jarmok said flatly. "Is stay with Say'r an' Ragnor...and Dale if stay. Can't you be hurt more. Be ready run, when we are back, though." The lean outlander did not look back as he approached the entry to the keep, fitting a long arrow to his bow as he went.
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« Reply #23 on: February 14, 2006, 01:01:13 PM »
The three councilers look about in slight confusion. Rainfire says, "So, should we stay here and wait for you?"

Avalon says to her, "Well we don't know how safe the road is. For us to travel back on our own is foolish."

Svenia says to Jarmok, "If you need my help then give me a blade and I'll go in there with you!"

Rainfire says to Svenia, "Are you daft? You've never swung a sword in your life! You'll be killed!"

Svenia looks up to her and says, "Well, you didn't know me in my younger days...did you?" She turns to the rest of the Protecterate and asks, "Now, where's my blade?"
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« Reply #24 on: February 14, 2006, 12:32:30 PM »
We're going to have to do this in-session, I'm afraid, because at this point...

Jarmok turned abruptly from the argument, and strode towards the ruins. "Ragnor, Sayer, watch councilor and en'my. Make big noise if see en'my. Kit, Laren, Maal, I go in, you come? Dale, do what will."
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« Reply #25 on: February 14, 2006, 06:17:23 AM »
Kit sat on her knees with her feet folded underneath her, watching the the two men. Her face flushed at the awkward moment. Astonished that the argument esculated to this, she brought her hand (from the pain in her back) to her mouth as the tension became thick.

She looked back and forth at each of them, wondering what Jarmok would say next.

She looked over at Laren who was busy mumbling to himself and spending way to much time inspecting the bodies. 'If only he would hand over the two remaining healing potions, we would all feel so much better about going down there,' she thought.

Then a sudden thought came to her. 'He's ignoring me. Oh Paladine No! Did he figure it out? Does he hate me now?'

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« Reply #26 on: February 13, 2006, 01:07:22 PM »
After watching and listening silently for some time, Maal Brengain snorts scornfully and, as Jarmok speaks, she moves a few steps over to the rubble pile at the base of the battlements. Folding her lean form, she sits upon one of the larger boulders. Then, leaning forward with her spear in hand, she looks over the whole the group, shaking her head in dismay...
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« Reply #27 on: February 13, 2006, 12:47:31 PM »
Dale glares back at Jarmok, not relenting.    After a moment of intense tension, Dale takes a deep breath as if to check his temper.   "Jarmok....  Relax...    We're in this together.     You make some good points.   But understand this:  If we don't go into the fort together, you could die too. If we hunt, we hunt together or we die.   If we rescue, we rescue together or we die.   Whether "Vishcook" is down in the fort or in the river he is still out there.   He will come after us and it will take all of us to kill him!

"For your information I'm not blood thirsty.  I'm simply reluctant to leave an enemy at my back.   I misunderstood you earlier.  You didn't speak very clearly.    Its sometimes hard to understand what you are telling us."


Edited: Johan and I posted at the same time earlier.  Johan's post would have dictated a different response than what Dale gave earlier.
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« Reply #28 on: February 13, 2006, 12:45:04 PM »
"No!" Jarmok almost screamed, his frustration and ire rising tangibly. "Is bad idea!"

He took a deep breath and calmed himself with effort. "Is not more hunt. Is rescue now." He said. "'vish-kook not inside. Not out of river. I see this [points two fingers at his own eyes]. Cave 'neath only come to there [points to the short bastion yet standing upon the cliff's edge, overlooking the river far below]."

The lean hunter held up one long finger. "Can't leave Councilors alone." Two long fingers: "Path to Threshold not safe, need leave able escorts [casts his other hand across Sayer, Dale, and Ragnor] if not return with priestes."

Three long fingers. "Need get in quiet, quick, get out. [casts his hand over Maal, Kit, Laren, and himself]. First need is pr'tekt Threshold. Sek'nd: pr'tekt councilors. Third: find, get, and pr'tekt priestes. No longer time for kill. If on path after dark, all [waves both hands around the assembled people, councilors as well as Protectorate] dead. No warning Threshold. No saving councilors. No preistes. No Dale, Maal, Say'r...no no one."

The normally quite and withdrawn outlander glared hard at Dale. "Blood thirst get all killed. Then what? Threshold not know what happens. Maal, Kit, Laren, me go in. If find preistes, is vik-t'ry. If find en-my, we run. Fast."

"Is not more hunt. Is rescue." He reiterated adamantly.
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« Reply #29 on: February 13, 2006, 12:23:01 PM »
Kit looked over at Laren again, who was checking out the bodies and mumbling to himself.

"If I had a swallow of one of Laren's healing potions I should be good to go," she said.

She looked back at Dale with a serious expression he was not used to seeing from her. "I have to go down there Dale. Amethia is the daughter of someone very dear to me. I cannot leave here without knowing what has happened to her."