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#21 Weyoun

Posted 04 April 2002 - 04:17 PM

> Sorry I haven't been commenting much lately, but RL has been a bear.

> Hopefully I'll be caught up soon, but I did manage to get this finished.

Hey there. I hope your RL situations with quiet down a little soonish.

> “Hmph. I wonder if that 'shopping' will involve any gold changing hands,”

> Anomen said dryly.

DUH! That's the very notion of shopping, dudesy! :(

> As the group separated, the ranger and the priest walked silently together

> for a bit. Finally Valygar spoke. “You have known Jarran for a while now.

> What is your opinion of this quest of his?”

Oooohhhh. Talking about your leader behind his back, eh? :-)

> “I must confess that it is on Moira's account. I have never met this

> Imoen, but from what our leader has told me she sounds a bit like my own

> sister. Moira was cheerful and kind-hearted in spite of our father's best

> efforts, and it pains me deeply to think of another merry young soul

> suffering as Imoen must be.”

Hmmm, that's actually quite sweet, really...

> Valygar nodded and opened his mouth to answer, but was distracted. The two

> men turned at the sound of violent coughing. Anomen's brow wrinkled in

> concern as they watched a young girl of about ten years of age double over

> in pain as she sat on the front stairs of a small dilapidated home. When

> she lowered the rag that she had held to her mouth, the men could see

> blood splattered on the cloth.

Awww, oh no!

> As he did this, the door of the house flew open. His examination was

> interrupted by a screeching voice crying out, “Get away from her!” Anomen

> suddenly found himself with a face full of thin twigs as he was knocked

> back into the street. Dazed, he looked up to see a furious woman

> brandishing a broom at him. As she swung it once more, she yelled, “You

> rich bastards are all alike, thinking you can use a poor girl for your own

> twisted pleasures!”

> “Madame, please… ouch… I assure you… argh… I had no… ow! Stop this!”

Viconia : *chuckles* If I saw Anomen holding Vierna like that, reducing him to ashes would be my first impulse too... :-)

> “Hmm, I am not surprised that Barl turned you away. You will be pleased to

> know that he is no longer serving at the temple.” He walked over to the

> girl and knelt in front of her. “Now, little one,” he said gently, “let me

> see what I can do for you.” He put his hand on the girl's neck and chanted

> a low prayer. When he was finished, the color returned to the child's

> cheeks, and her eyes were no longer glassy with pain. She took a deep

> breath and cried out, “Momma! I feel better!”

Awwwwww....

> A man in the crowd snorted. “I didn't think Helm cared about anyone.”

> “The Watcher cannot cure all the ills of the world, but he does indeed

> care, good man. As his priest I must do what I can to aid those in need,

> and guard those in my care with my life.”

> Another woman said hesitantly, “Would… would you help my husband? He was

> hurt when his axe slipped while he was chopping wood.”

> “Of course.” Within moments, a dozen people were pleading for help, and

> Anomen listened to all of them.

Oh, dear. Anomen the faith-healer. Praysselord! :D

> Jan took a deep breath. Ah, the smell of commerce! Now if he could only

> find any. Nobody seemed interested in doing much business, and he drifted

> from tent to stall to caravan wagon, talking and joking with any who would

> open up to the gnome.

> He ducked into a brightly colored tent. A woman lounged on a cushion, her

> cheeks garishly rouged and her lips reddened. She gave him a bored look

> and said, “I am Mistress Jeanne, proprietor of this pleasure tent. You've

> come at a bad time if you want a girl. Things are so slow I only have

> Annalynn working, and she's busy.”

> At that moment a rather weedy looking young man came out of the tent,

> another woman by his side. He had greasy red hair, and he walked with a

> swagger that did not match his thin frame. He beamed at Jan and said,

> “Coming to try Annalynn? She's expensive, but worth it. Of course a great

> adventurer like me can afford it. I'm sure you've heard of me, I'm Wilfred

> the Red of Luskan, dragonslayer and hero!”

I bet Annalynn is really hating life right about now...

> “Thanks,” Jan said calmly. “Just wanted to be sure.” Wilfred charged at

> him, his fists clenched in anger, when he suddenly stopped. His eyes went

> wide, and a low gurgle came from his throat. He fell to the ground, and

> the two women gaped at the bloody dagger in Jan's hand.

Woohoo!

> Jeanne just stared, but Annalynn said, “You bet! Thanks for getting rid of

> him, if I had to listen to one more version of how he killed that dragon I

> would have gone mad.” She grinned. “Would you like a reward?”

> Jan grinned back.

Annalynn can help peel today's meal of fresh turnips! :P

> Really! Can I not converse with a fellow pseudodragon without all this

> innuendo?

Yeah, honestly! ;)

> Innuendo? I have no idea what you are talking about. Jarran was grinning

> from ear to ear. It was very amusing to have a chance to tease Kay for a

> change. He approached the entrance of the inn and winced at the sound of

> badly played music. There was a young woman sitting next to the door

> playing an interesting musical instrument. The bard studied it. It

> appeared to be a yarting, judging by the flat back to the body, unlike the

> rounded body of a lute or mandolin. At least two of the strings were out

> of tune, and the woman did not seem to be very familiar with how to play

> it.

As that the same bard that's playing in the Trademeet in. I was always miffed the game didn't allow me to give her some coins, especially after the 'I am but a poor bard'-bit... :D

> Jarran looked at the yarting once again. He had never played one, and

> found it very interesting. They were common enough in Amn and Calimshan

> from what he had heard, and were becoming more popular in many places. He

> brushed the strings again, enjoying the tones, which were lower than most

> stringed instruments he had played. He made a decision. “Would you be

> willing to sell it?” He saw sentiment warring with dire need in her face.

> “I am a bard. I would care for it properly and see that your brother's

> instrument is used to make music that is worthy of his memory.”

> “H-how much?”

> Jarran calculated the worth of the finely made instrument and then

> adjusted that amount to compensate for the high cost of food in Trademeet.

> “Three hundred gold.”

> “Three… sir, you are sent from Milil himself! Thank you!” He counted out

> the coins, and she happily ran down the street. It suddenly occurred to

> him that he had never learned her name.

Still, he did a good deed... ;)

> In a cheerful frame of mind, he entered the inn. As he walked past the

> bar, a young man that he had never laid eyes on before cried out, “What...

> no! No! A Bhaalspawn? Here?!”

> Jarran's mouth fell open. “How…?”

> “No, no! Not after all this time! I won't... ah... ahhh, not again!” With

> a piercing scream and a flash of lightning, the man vanished.

LOL! Little foreshadowing on Bioware's part, I'd say. Thinking up an explanation of Viekang bent my mind into a pretzel. :D

> “Oh, stop it. I am being serious here.” Then to Jarran's surprise she

> began to chuckle. “No, no, do not stop it. I have been far too serious and

> have worried about too much for too long. What is so wrong with this?

> Nothing! It is ridiculous to feel guilty for laughing.”

Sure is!

> Anomen was seated on the stairs in front of the same house, a small crowd

> of people, many of them children, gathered around him. He was telling a

> tale of Helmite priests and paladins defeating a terrible force of evil

> with a great deal of arm waving and speaking in different voices. Valygar

> heard some of the children gasping in delight at the dramatic battle the

> priest described. As he finished his story, he looked up to see the

> ranger. He said cheerfully, “And now that I have filled your hearts with

> the glory of Helm, my friend is here to fill your bellies.”

Ano the storyteller? Wow, you learn something new every day! :)

> The people looked startled, then realized that the cart that Valygar had

> brought was loaded with game. Three large bucks and a number of rabbits,

> squirrels and partridges were piled inside. The poor folk of Trademeet

> began to cry out with joy, and people came streaming out of their homes.

> Before long the meat had been distributed with the help of Warinyn,

> Callara's mother.

Ah, they make a great team, really! :)

> “Both of those women have loved ones whose limbs were broken and mended

> improperly. The only way to truly heal them after all this time is to

> re-break the bones and then use a spell. I want Jarran to accompany me so

> that he can use a sleeping spell on them so that they will not feel the

> pain.”

Ouch! That must not be a fun thing to go through, for both healer and healed...

> All five companions met at the inn for a well-deserved supper. It was

> one of the happiest meals they had ever shared.

I can imagine!

Great story! More soon?

---Weyoun

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#22 Guest_Ursula_*

Posted 04 April 2002 - 05:20 PM

> Sorry I haven't been commenting much lately, but RL has been a bear.

> Hopefully I'll be caught up soon, but I did manage to get this finished.

Whoops. Good luck in taming the RL-bear.

> As Jarran and his friends walked away from the Fentan home, the bard

> looked around at the buildings thoughtfully. “Well, it would appear that

> we have some time while we wait for Mazzy. Why don't we see what we can

> find out about the troubles here?”

Good use of the time!

> “Hmph. I wonder if that 'shopping' will involve any gold changing hands,”

> Anomen said dryly.

An alternate title for this chapter *might* be "More Proof Ano's Grown Up." This guy is a far cry from the dude who'd paste the cutpurse in the Bridge District...or is he?

> “No, I believe I will secure our rooms at the inn. I have noticed some odd

> looks from the people here, and I think it might be wiser if I stayed

> inconspicuous.”

I know it's been said b4 (peeked at some reviews) but yeah, very detail-minded of you to integrate the town's suspicions of druids and apply it to Jaheira.

> “I must confess that it is on Moira's account. I have never met this

> Imoen, but from what our leader has told me she sounds a bit like my own

> sister. Moira was cheerful and kind-hearted in spite of our father's best

> efforts, and it pains me deeply to think of another merry young soul

> suffering as Imoen must be.”

> Valygar nodded and opened his mouth to answer, but was distracted. The two

> men turned at the sound of violent coughing. Anomen's brow wrinkled in

> concern as they watched a young girl of about ten years of age double over

> in pain as she sat on the front stairs of a small dilapidated home. When

> she lowered the rag that she had held to her mouth, the men could see

> blood splattered on the cloth.

Kewl linkage: from Moira to Imoen to this unknown girl.

> “Madame, please… ouch… I assure you… argh… I had no… ow! Stop this!”

ROTFL!!!

> A young man stepped forward. “I didn't know priests of Helm gave away

> healing. I thought they were only interested in training guards.”

> “My duties are many, and I would be shamed before my Lord Helm if I

> ignored the obvious suffering of a child.”

> A man in the crowd snorted. “I didn't think Helm cared about anyone.”

> “The Watcher cannot cure all the ills of the world, but he does indeed

> care, good man. As his priest I must do what I can to aid those in need,

> and guard those in my care with my life.”

I appreciate your encapsulation of the Helmite ethos. Been grinding my way thru the F&A manual, but it sure helps a whole lot when ou folks fill in the blanks. Thanks. :P But one question, please? The Manual states that Helm is most likely to be lenient when dealing w/ children. Um...what does that mean? What *is* lenient for Helm?

> Another woman said hesitantly, “Would… would you help my husband? He was

> hurt when his axe slipped while he was chopping wood.”

> “Of course.” Within moments, a dozen people were pleading for help, and

> Anomen listened to all of them.

Quite a change from the angry young man who was teed off because the denizens of the CC were only trying to wheedle free healing from him. Then again, reckon these people's need is blatant & dire.

> Jan took a deep breath. Ah, the smell of commerce! Now if he could only

> find any. Nobody seemed interested in doing much business, and he drifted

> from tent to stall to caravan wagon, talking and joking with any who would

> open up to the gnome.

Hmm wonder how much of this is because he enjoys commerce/peddling, and how much is because he really can't let his hair down w/ his party members. :-)

> Wilfred's face turned nearly purple with rage. “Don't… laugh at me! Nobody

> laughs at me! I'll make you pay!”

Red armor, purple face...methinks the creepster clashes. :-

> He fell to the ground, and

> the two women gaped at the bloody dagger in Jan's hand.

Yippee! My hero.

> Ah, I see you are your normal cheerful self. So, where have you been?

> I received an important message from a friend. She needed to speak to me.

> She, hmmm?

> Really! Can I not converse with a fellow pseudodragon without all this

> innuendo?

Pseudodragons who live in glass houses... :-)

> Anomen was seated on the stairs in front of the same house, a small crowd

> of people, many of them children, gathered around him. He was telling a

> tale of Helmite priests and paladins defeating a terrible force of evil

> with a great deal of arm waving and speaking in different voices. Valygar

> heard some of the children gasping in delight at the dramatic battle the

> priest described. As he finished his story, he looked up to see the

> ranger. He said cheerfully, “And now that I have filled your hearts with

> the glory of Helm, my friend is here to fill your bellies.”

Witnessing for Helm, eh? Hmm...during the Holy Vigil chapter (?The Voice?) he'd regretted that his behavior had not been conducive to earning converts. Wonder how many of his other suppposed shortcomings he's (intentionally or subconsciously) been remedying? ;)

> “May the gods bless you!”

> “Hmm. Maybe.”

Priceless exchange.

Thank you for the chapter. Really enjoyed it...and needed some cheerfulness.


#23 Laufey

Posted 04 April 2002 - 07:30 PM

>

> “So I have heard you say. Why such an interest in her?”

> “I must confess that it is on Moira's account. I have never met this

> Imoen, but from what our leader has told me she sounds a bit like my own

> sister. Moira was cheerful and kind-hearted in spite of our father's best

> efforts, and it pains me deeply to think of another merry young soul

> suffering as Imoen must be.”

Hmmm... Like his sister, eh? Well we know what that *usually* means...could it be Ano will find True Love after all? :-)

>

> “Oh, Callara!” The woman swept the child up into a hug. “Thank you, sir. I

> had feared….” Tears came to the woman's eyes.

> A young man stepped forward. “I didn't know priests of Helm gave away

> healing. I thought they were only interested in training guards.”

> “My duties are many, and I would be shamed before my Lord Helm if I

> ignored the obvious suffering of a child.”

> A man in the crowd snorted. “I didn't think Helm cared about anyone.”

> “The Watcher cannot cure all the ills of the world, but he does indeed

> care, good man. As his priest I must do what I can to aid those in need,

> and guard those in my care with my life.”

Awww... That was really a lovely scene. He sure has changed for the better.

> Jan looked straight into the grinning man's face and laughed. As

> astonishment flooded over Wilfred's features, Jan sneered, “A dragon?

> Alone? Don't make me laugh, little man.”

> Wilfred's face turned nearly purple with rage. “Don't… laugh at me! Nobody

> laughs at me! I'll make you pay!”

> “Like you made that little Rom boy pay?”

> “Worse! I'll beat you twice as hard as I did him!”

> “Thanks,” Jan said calmly. “Just wanted to be sure.” Wilfred charged at

> him, his fists clenched in anger, when he suddenly stopped. His eyes went

> wide, and a low gurgle came from his throat. He fell to the ground, and

> the two women gaped at the bloody dagger in Jan's hand.

*cheers loudly*

> I received an important message from a friend. She needed to speak to me.

> She, hmmm?

> Really! Can I not converse with a fellow pseudodragon without all this

> innuendo?

*grin* Turnabout's fair play...

> She sighed. “I have been walking with my eyes downcast for so long I had

> forgotten the beauty of the land. Forests, grasslands, they have been in

> harmony for untold years, complimenting, not competing. I have walked by

> many but had forgotten. They stir my soul.”

> “After this is all over, perhaps we can spend some time in the forest.

> Maybe we will find the balance you are always searching for.”

Maybe it's time to 'rest in a wilderness area'? :-) Sweet scene.


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#24 Guest_Sarah_*

Posted 04 April 2002 - 10:00 PM

> “Hmph. I wonder if that 'shopping' will involve any gold changing hands,” Anomen said dryly.

I've said this before, but after all the fun I've been having picking on Weyoun's Anomen, I'll repeat myself: this version of the guy is not only much more agreeable, but also quite likeable. :-) He actually has a sense of humor.

> Anomen muttered something under his breath as he approached the youngster. He

> knelt before her and said, “What ails you, child?”

And he actually helps people instead of pontificating and prancing around.

> “Madame, please… ouch… I assure you… argh… I had no… ow! Stop this!”

LOL! Though the situation is really very sad, this image is quite funny. :-)

> The woman's face tightened in hostility. “We aren't paying for it any other way.”

I don't want to think about it. *grimace* You've really captured the desperate and hostile mood in Trademeet.

> “Of course.” Within moments, a dozen people were pleading for help, and Anomen

> listened to all of them.

You know, you're actually making me feel a little guilty about my usual dislike for the guy. ;) In this story, he is more than worthy of his knighthood, indeed.

> “Thanks,” Jan said calmly. “Just wanted to be sure.” Wilfred charged at him,

> his fists clenched in anger, when he suddenly stopped. His eyes went wide,

> and a low gurgle came from his throat. He fell to the ground, and the two

> women gaped at the bloody dagger in Jan's hand.

Yes! Call me bloody-minded, but I'm really not sorry to see this guy die. Well done, Jan.

> Really! Can I not converse with a fellow pseudodragon without all this innuendo?

A-ha! It's payback time!

> In a cheerful frame of mind, he entered the inn. As he walked past the bar, a young man

> that he had never laid eyes on before cried out, “What... no! No! A Bhaalspawn? Here?!”

Poor Viekang. I'm still hoping he survived the fall of Saradush -- but, strictly speaking, shouldn't the anti-teleportation ward around the city splatter him when he "jumps" after having that fear-spell cast on him? I thought that was an odd inconsistency.

> As he finished his story, he looked up to see the ranger. He said cheerfully,

> “And now that I have filled your hearts with the glory of Helm, my friend is

> here to fill your bellies.”

Aww. What a lovely episode of quiet, hands-on goodness. Minsc and Boo would approve!

> “May the gods bless you!”

>

> “Hmm. Maybe.”

*snicker*

> The only way to truly heal them after all this time is to re-break the bones

> and then use a spell. I want Jarran to accompany me so that he can use a

> sleeping spell on them so that they will not feel the pain.”

Ouch. :P I have the feeling that this priest will be very popular in Trademeet from now on, though. And rightly so.


#25 Guest_Silrana_*

Posted 05 April 2002 - 12:15 AM

> Hey there. I hope your RL situations with quiet down a little soonish.

You know how RL is, the free time comes and goes.

> DUH! That's the very notion of shopping, dudesy! ;)

Not for light-fingered Jan!

> Oooohhhh. Talking about your leader behind his back, eh? :)

Valygar just likes to be sure of his facts and not take one person's word for anything.

> Hmmm, that's actually quite sweet, really...

Hey, Anomen's a knight in shining armor, he has a weakness for damsels in distress!

> Awww, oh no!

Poor little thing.

> Viconia : *chuckles* If I saw Anomen holding Vierna like that, reducing

> him to ashes would be my first impulse too... :-)

Anomen: It was perfectly innocent! I swear!

> Awwwwww....

Aww is good.

> Oh, dear. Anomen the faith-healer. Praysselord! ;)

Only Anomen's healing really works.

> I bet Annalynn is really hating life right about now...

She was in desperate need of earplugs.

> Woohoo!

*grin*

> Annalynn can help peel today's meal of fresh turnips! ;)

*Silrana firmly clamps mouth shut to prevent lewd remark from popping out*

> Yeah, honestly! ;)

*snicker*

> As that the same bard that's playing in the Trademeet in. I was always

> miffed the game didn't allow me to give her some coins, especially after

> the 'I am but a poor bard'-bit... ;)

No, I made her up.

> Still, he did a good deed... ;)

And he has a cool guitar now, too.

> LOL! Little foreshadowing on Bioware's part, I'd say. Thinking up an

> explanation of Viekang bent my mind into a pretzel. ;)

Oh, it did me too. As a matter of fact, Kay's reaction was pretty close to mine - what was that all about?

> Sure is!

It's nice to see Jaheira cheer up.

> Ano the storyteller? Wow, you learn something new every day! :)

He's just passing on stories he liked when he was a kid.

> Ah, they make a great team, really! :D

Yep, Anomen and Valygar are getting to be good friends.

> Ouch! That must not be a fun thing to go through, for both healer and

> healed...

Not at all. And it sometimes happens in the real world. I knew a guy once who had to have his arm re-broken because it didn't heal right.

> I can imagine!

And it was a nice relaxing evening.

> Great story! More soon?

> ---Weyoun



#26 Guest_Silrana_*

Posted 05 April 2002 - 12:26 AM

> Whoops. Good luck in taming the RL-bear.

Back, flu bug, back!

> Good use of the time!

It was certainly productive.

> An alternate title for this chapter *might* be "More Proof Ano's

> Grown Up." This guy is a far cry from the dude who'd paste the

> cutpurse in the Bridge District...or is he?

He still doesn't like thieves much, but he knows Jan is Jan.

> I know it's been said b4 (peeked at some reviews) but yeah, very

> detail-minded of you to integrate the town's suspicions of druids and

> apply it to Jaheira.

Thanks. I try to think of the little things like that.

> Kewl linkage: from Moira to Imoen to this unknown girl.

Thankee.

> ROTFL!!!

*grin* Things just come to me.

> I appreciate your encapsulation of the Helmite ethos. Been grinding my way

> thru the F&A manual, but it sure helps a whole lot when ou folks fill in

> the blanks. Thanks. ;) But one question, please? The Manual states that

> Helm is most likely to be lenient when dealing w/ children. Um...what does

> that mean? What *is* lenient for Helm?

Well, exact rules and regs fall into the 'DM ruling' area. But something that would get an adult into trouble will be looked at with more forgiveness in a child. Helm has a bit of a soft spot there.

> Quite a change from the angry young man who was teed off because the

> denizens of the CC were only trying to wheedle free healing from him. Then

> again, reckon these people's need is blatant & dire.

And the CC people mostly wanted healing for VD.

> Hmm wonder how much of this is because he enjoys commerce/peddling, and

> how much is because he really can't let his hair down w/ his party

> members. :-)

True, Jan is probably more comfortable among people who aren't as, um, moral.

> Red armor, purple face...methinks the creepster clashes. :-

*grin*

> Yippee! My hero.

Jan comes through!

> Pseudodragons who live in glass houses... :)

Hehehe, what goes around comes around.

> Witnessing for Helm, eh? Hmm...during the Holy Vigil chapter (?The Voice?)

> he'd regretted that his behavior had not been conducive to earning

> converts. Wonder how many of his other suppposed shortcomings he's

> (intentionally or subconsciously) been remedying? ;)

He's discovering that he really likes being a priest, instead of it just being a way into the Order, so it's easier for him to act like one.

> Priceless exchange.

It just seemed to fit Valygar.

> Thank you for the chapter. Really enjoyed it...and needed some

> cheerfulness.

A little sunshine is good for everybody.



#27 Guest_Silrana_*

Posted 05 April 2002 - 12:31 AM

> Hmmm... Like his sister, eh? Well we know what that *usually*

> means...could it be Ano will find True Love after all? :)

*grin* I give away no plot points before their proper time.

> Awww... That was really a lovely scene. He sure has changed for the

> better.

Hey, that wisdom jump from 12 to 16 should count for something.

> *cheers loudly*

He needed killin'.

> *grin* Turnabout's fair play...

And fun, too.

> Maybe it's time to 'rest in a wilderness area'? :-) Sweet scene.

The *rest in wilderness* is coming soon. Glad you liked the story.



#28 Guest_Silrana_*

Posted 05 April 2002 - 12:40 AM

> I've said this before, but after all the fun I've been having picking on

> Weyoun's Anomen, I'll repeat myself: this version of the guy is not only

> much more agreeable, but also quite likeable. :-) He actually has a sense

> of humor.

A dry sense of humor, anyway. But I think how Anomen develops depends a lot on what kind of companions he has. He's at least willing to learn.

> And he actually helps people instead of pontificating and prancing

> around.

That wisdom boost should do something!

> LOL! Though the situation is really very sad, this image is quite funny.

> :)

*grin*

> I don't want to think about it. *grimace* You've really captured the

> desperate and hostile mood in Trademeet.

The people are in pretty bad shape.

> You know, you're actually making me feel a little guilty about my usual

> dislike for the guy. ;) In this story, he is more than worthy of his

> knighthood, indeed.

He's doing a lot of growing, and he's getting help in maturing.

> Yes! Call me bloody-minded, but I'm really not sorry to see this guy die.

> Well done, Jan.

He deserved it!

> A-ha! It's payback time!

*snicker*

> Poor Viekang. I'm still hoping he survived the fall of Saradush -- but,

> strictly speaking, shouldn't the anti-teleportation ward around the city

> splatter him when he "jumps" after having that fear-spell cast

> on him? I thought that was an odd inconsistency.

I guess since it is a Bhaalspawn power it doesn't count as a spell. After all, we pop in and out of the city and we don't get fried.

> Aww. What a lovely episode of quiet, hands-on goodness. Minsc and Boo

> would approve!

I certainly hope so!

> *snicker*

That's Val for you.

> Ouch. ;) I have the feeling that this priest will be very popular in

> Trademeet from now on, though. And rightly so.

His name will certainly be well known in the poor section of town. And so will the rest of them. Those statues will make great reminders!



#29 Guest_Anonymous_*

Posted 05 April 2002 - 09:46 AM

Huge Awwww!!!!!

All of them are engaging in some charity here, it just... awwww!

Good to see the Viekang meeting there :D

Great story, Sil!

-Hyper. Macadamias!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


#30 Guest_Silrana_*

Posted 05 April 2002 - 12:50 PM

> Huge Awwww!!!!! All of them are engaging in some charity here, it

> just... awwww!

*grin* Glad you liked it!

> Good to see the Viekang meeting there :D

> Great story, Sil!

> -Hyper. M a c a d a m i a s ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

> ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Thanks!



#31 Guest_Soltas_*

Posted 08 April 2002 - 12:18 PM

> You captured wonderfully the suspicious and cynical air of the suffering

> people, and made also the reader smile when the party helped them out.

> Beautiful story.

I wholeheartedly second those words.


#32 Guest_Silrana_*

Posted 09 April 2002 - 12:22 PM

> I wholeheartedly second those words.

Thanks!



#33 Guest_Rose of Jericho_*

Posted 09 April 2002 - 11:07 PM

This installment of AC came around during a busy portion of my week, but since I have some time now and it might be the last one I see for a while, I didn't want to let it get by without commenting.

A beautifully done chapter, filled with glimpses into the characters and explorations into what makes them tick.

> “I must confess that it is on Moira's account. I have never met this

> Imoen, but from what our leader has told me she sounds a bit like my own

> sister. Moira was cheerful and kind-hearted in spite of our father's best

> efforts, and it pains me deeply to think of another merry young soul

> suffering as Imoen must be.”

Man, I can't believe how much I like your Anomen. He's just such a nice guy now. All it takes is a change of name and a change of attitude, eh?

> “Well you can take your concern someplace else. We only have a little

> gold, and I have to save that for food. Those genies are charging three

> pieces of gold for a loaf of bread, and we are barely scraping by.”

> Valygar said quietly as he released the woman, “And I suppose the animal

> attacks make it difficult to hunt or forage for food.”

> “Impossible is more like. There are going to be deaths soon. A lot of folk

> here in the poor part of town are starving. The rich families have sent

> servants to other towns to buy their food, so they aren't worried.” There

> were murmurs of agreement from the others in the street.

Ouch, great detail. You've really set up the troubles Trademeet faces here.

> “Of course.” Within moments, a dozen people were pleading for help, and

> Anomen listened to all of them.

Awwww! See, I like this Anomen. The game Anomen would just tell all the people to get a job or join the army.

> He nonchalantly wiped the dagger on Wilfred's clothes, then tossed Jeanne

> some gold. “Sorry about the mess. I'm sure if anyone asks you'll tell them

> it was self-defense?”

> Jeanne just stared, but Annalynn said, “You bet! Thanks for getting rid of

> him, if I had to listen to one more version of how he killed that dragon I

> would have gone mad.” She grinned. “Would you like a reward?”

> Jan grinned back.

Woah! You got a great Jan here, too. No one's going to miss that guy at all. ;)

> “I much prefer you with a smile. I should have taken us to the wilderness

> ages ago.”

Smooth operator. ;)

> “Exactly. Let us return to the inn, my friend. We have done much good this

> day, and I hope that when Mazzy rejoins us we shall do even more good.

> There is a great deal of suffering in this place.”

> All five companions met at the inn for a well-deserved supper. It was

> one of the happiest meals they had ever shared.

Awww. You've got the nicest group. I'm actually all cheered up reading this. ;)

Don't stay away too long.

Rose of Jericho


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