[pnpgm] Game Update #40

Thu Apr 24 02:21:34 CEST 2008

- [(if spell from Arawn): "Thank you lord Sidh, though I know you are not a full God, I do have some understanding of courts and it is most kind to have you helping me." Said in Sidh.]

   Arawn raises an eyebrow, a slightly humored look in his eye, at the Faerry's odd reply. She had obviously spent much too much time among humans which would explain the social faux pas. He held nothing against her however and recognized both compliment and appreciation when he heard it, one of the traits that separated him from most of the High Sidh who would have seethed at such a thing. A roguish smile crossed his face almost immediately afterward and there was a twinkle in his eye.

   "Think nothing of it. It was my pleasure."

OOC: Arawn will cast Energy at EL0 until Fremea feels at full strength and would have done so before going to bed.

- [To Ben'Dar: Fremea has wondered how this odd group came together and why a fighter such as this would be tagging along. He seems to be a very good man, though a bit weird to her as she is so used to many having some kind of magic arts to them. He seems to be genuine though and has almost a relaxing attitude, except for how much he drinks all the time. "I do not come from here at all, though I have heard of it, told to me by the people who 'trained' me. My people are still where I left from, in Donara. They do not deserve to be spoken of, though there are a few I hope are doing well..." The last word spoken a bit harsh as a thin smile crosses her face, that almost looks grim. Her mind drifts back to court and she was treated fairly, though as if a prize won at a fair for the best trickery. Coming back to the present and realizing she actually drifted out for a second, she composes herself again, "I separated myself on purpose, there are some others
 that I must find first, so !
that I may seek help in another endeavor."]

   Arawn recalled his first meeting with Fremea and the sad tale she told. Back then he had little time to speak with her, the party separating very quickly during the winter months, and now her words came back to him. He pitied her, his heart full of compassion for one who suffered as she had, and he waited until he had time to speak with her quietly.

   "I am sorry for your loss and what you have been through. I do not know what it is like to have lived as you do, I can only imagine the shadow of it, but I know something of loss and of being displaced...," a distant look in his eyes as he said this. "I will do what I can to assist you, to find those you seek and hopefully bring you some peace and when all is set aright then I shall show you the wonders of the true realms of the Sidh!"
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- [Arawn suddenly grabs the torch from a startled
         Kee's hands and puts it on the dead creature.  Even though
         its mostly burnt now the fire consumes it to where skin
         begins to melt and blood evaporate.  No vile wizard will
         gain material from this corpse today.  Kee looks at Arawn
         confused by this but says nothing knowing what Arawn is.
         As the creature's eyes burst Arawn stands satisfied that
         his job is done here.  He hands the torch back to Kee]

   Arawn shakes his head as if waking from a dream. He looks around oddly for a very brief moment before allowing his eyes to rest on the now burnt Dirasa. He had no idea what came over him and sighed at the sight. It was a shame, he had hoped to study the creature in depth. Perhaps his reaction was one carried over by his Sidh nature but it seemed almost a madness. Interesting, it would be something he would have to learn to master or release if he were to evolve.
   He understood the overpowering hatred the Sidh had for others, especially Kototh and his brood, but Arawn had always felt differently, another odd quirk that set him apart from the others. He despised the pain and suffering caused by the Kotothi but did not hold a racial hatred for them. Such things were baggage that would serve no purpose but to hold one back from evolution and ascension. While the gods thrived and died on thier passions, both creative and destructive, his were focused on things that kept him from getting lost in the myriad and complex plots of the gods and their war. His mind was focused on the primordial as well as the future.
   He looked at the fallen Dirasa and pitied it for the hand Nebeth had in it's creation. While others wished to destroy such out of hand he felt otherwise, there could be change for such beings- what was done could be undone, though how and what it would mean for many of Kototh's creations he could not yet say. His thoughts then wandered to other things for a brief moment, thoughts of what lay in the primordial time before gods and creation before focusing once again on the scene. Leaning down with cloth covered arms he very carefully picked up the remains to pack away for careful study later. As he did so he listened to Correl and Fremea discuss the creature before deciding to speak up.

   "It is a creation of Nebeths. Correl is right, they can sense our kind from a distance away, less than a mile though so a lair may not be too far off. It would be something worth investigating when time permits."

   His thoughts wandered back to another a place and time, the serpent crown he wore far too the west, and the odd things in relation to that. He wondered if Nebeth, the Great Serpent, was connected to those events as well. Unfortunately, for now, there was no way of knowing but the thought intrigued him nevertheless.
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   In response to Zhou's offer Arawn will sit in the front row, as he would see it as a possible insult to do otherwise. He will lock away all weapons but will carry his wand, if it is deemed to fall within the rules of proper etiquette (he'll ask Zhou and Kee, both of them) and dress in his finest clothing.
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   Aside from this, with his ranks in Herbalism, does Arawn know of any items that could speed up mana recovery?
   Also, as he did not have time to acquire a proper gift for the High Elder, would an Elvish Bow (as it is a rare item outside of elven culture) be considered a fitting, though last minute, gift?

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