> *drumroll* Yes, it's more Evil Aerie! Don't go to close to the bars, she's
> already sucked out and devoured two brains today, but I'm sure she's
> hungry for more...
Hmmm, Evil Aerie could be like 'The Thing', in that respect. 
> That's no ordinary woman , Zaerini thought. I…think it's some sort of
> summoned construct. She looks quite a bit like Aerie too – I wonder what's
> up with that? She even has pointy ears. Clearly the Avariel had noticed
> that as well. Her eyes widened as she spotted the woman, becoming almost
> as empty as those of the construct, and for a moment her face resembled a
> blank canvas, waiting for an artist's brush to create a painting.
LOL! I bet she's angry... I would be.
> “Poor Aerie…” Minsc said, a pair of honest tears rolling down his cheeks.
> “That the innocent and good should be treated so, and be kept chained up
> by evil gnomes…it makes Minsc so angry ! And when Minsc gets angry, Boo
> gets angry! And when Boo gets angry, EVIL GETS CHOPPED INTO TINY EVIL BITS
> BY HIS SHARP HAMSTER TEETH! RAARRRGGGH!”
*snort* Direct your anger to those who deserve it, Minsc.
> “Yes, yes, yes,” Rini hastily added, throwing herself at the berserker and
> clinging to his arm to keep him from drawing his sword. “But Kalah isn't
> here right now Minsc. Just calm down. Please? Before you hurt one of us by
> mistake? Boo wouldn't want that, would he?”
> It was several tense moments before Minsc's breathing calmed and the red
> fire went out of his eyes, but then he suddenly smiled. “Little Rini is
> right as usual, Minsc and Boo must save their strength for the evil foes
> ahead, so they may protect their good friends. Minsc is sorry.”
You write Minsc so well.
> “Be thou not of impure heart or thou wilt surely destroy thyself. Kalah is
> the one Ruler, the One True Being.”
> “Really?” Rini said. “Sounds like he is also the One True Conceited Prat
> to me…”
LOL!
Vierna : Or the one true brainless idiot
Laska : Or the one true stemless chickenf...
ARibeth : *interrupts* Alright! No more Southpark for you, Las!
> As the bard started casting her spell, she could hear Aerie chant
> something in the background, murmuring so quietly that she couldn't make
> out the words. Then, a bright light flared up, bright enough to hurt her
> eyes, and when she looked again the werewolves were gone, vanished as if
> they had never been there. Illusions…of course! Kalah is supposed to be
> an illusionist after all. I should have guessed. With their stronger
> allies gone, the two shadow creatures succumbed fairly quickly, and the
> adventurers sat down on the fluffy pillows to get some needed rest. “That
> was quick thinking,” Rini told Aerie. “Well done.”
> The elf blushed prettily and looked down on her intertwined fingers. “I…I
> just th-thought that they might be illusions. So m-many things here are,
> and I…I know Kalah p-pretty well. I'm…I'm glad I could help.”
Oh, she is devious...
> “It…it is nothing, Minsc. I am only being…being weak and…and f-foolish.
> I'm sure it's very s-silly of me to still feel such pain when people…when
> they remind me of my…my beautiful white wings. It is only…only right that
> they should…should give me no special treatment, I…I must learn to…to be
> strong !” She buried her face in her hands and broke down in quiet sobs.
> Minsc hovered uncertainly at her side, his enormous hand awkwardly patting
> her shoulder even as he was glaring at Yoshimo.
> “You made Aerie cry!” he said. “Minsc does not like that.”
Uh-oh. Evil Aerie's hook is baited. 
> Amidst many a nervous smile and stutter, Aerie launched into her tale,
> with Minsc hanging devotedly on her every word. She spoke of her people,
> the Avariel who were winged elves living in a city high up in the
> mountain, far away, and of the joy of flying. Then she explained about how
> she had been captured by human slavers while trying to save a little human
> boy from them, and sold to a circus, one different than the one where she
> worked now. With tears in her eyes she described being kept in a cramped
> cage that made her wings become to diseased that they had to be cut off,
> and explained that Quayle had bought her free, teaching her of his own
> God, Baervan Wildwanderer of the gnomes. “I…I still miss my poor wings,”
> she concluded. “But…but I miss Uncle Quayle too, I am s-so worried about
> what Kalah might do to him…”
> “I know it is difficult, but try to hope,” Jaheira said. “He may yet live,
> all hope is not lost.”
> “Oh no,” Aerie said with a small smile on her lips. “I…I know that. I…have
> much faith in you all. Together, we will make everything turn out…for the
> b-best.”
*shivers*
Great stuff,
---Weyoun
I love playing with double meanings.
