To all of you, merrrrrrrrry x-mas *jingles her bells*
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Meow
Uhm...too lazy to write much, trying to survive the last few days before holiday. Finally found a Mahjong Table for Zal's place, we often hang out here and it'll be fun to play some while chilling ^_^. It snows like crazy at my place, but they announced rain for tomorrow *looks out of the window and sees tons of snow* yeah..rain...right. Oh, bout x-mas cards. It sucks, I always aaaalways forget to buy stamps to send them off. Now if I forget to buy stamps tomorrow I'll be literally screwed. So, here a lil memo to myself: BUY FUCKIN STAMPS BISH! Kthxbai.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Try
All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
but the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow
All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be
We never will be
And that's wonderful, and that's life
And that's you, baby
This is me, baby
And we are, we are, we are, we are
we are, we are free.
Somehow these bits from the lyric of a song I cherish, express just perfectly my feelings at the moment. I still find it difficult to...understand everyone, and I ever so often have difficulties to understand myself too. But at least I can say that I tried. Now I feel a bit free, a bit relieved, a bit thankfull for those who saw me struggle and picked me out of the net. I still don't know what I was looking for, what was missing, what was being the obstacle I couldn't overcome.
It just didn't fit, like a mantle two sizes below yours. I still don't feel like doing anything else than hangout or roleplay with a few selected people. A lot of people totally stopped talking with me, and I understand and respect why. I tried, but I didn't fit in, or it didn't fit me. I wanted a bit more, and had to leave to find it. Not meant in a sexual or relationship content, no. I think what I needed was...I can't even express it in words. But I found it, I think, or I got an idea of what was troubling me before. Now to that other place, as time passes, I don't feel like returning there anymore. The gap grew so quickly that I really don't see how I could jump over.
I'm not even sure if this makes any sense to anyone except me. I don't regret any moment I spent the whole year. But I don't regret doing what I did either. I tried. It didn't worked, it was a struggle. Just like a relationship would be. Knowing fairly well that relationships are a no go for me. Perhaps someday I'll muster up the courage to say "Hi, how are you all doing?" too. As for now, I'll try and make my way. I'll try. It's all I can do.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Drows in the Zoo
Getting some spanking cause I have been naughty ^_^.
To enjoy a better view, please click to enlarge! We had a lot of fun in the Zoo (see in Showmap, it's a German one, but awesome, the animals superrealistic!) Can only recommand this for a fun day x)
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Assassinated!
As usual a bit of background to it, before I post the RP. Talwae, haveing found shelter in Valahari's "mixed drow underground" for certain reasons, feels threatened by Lloth, having seen visions of being eaten by spiders alive in revery. Of course, living in a non-llothian House would draw the attention of the Spider Queen toward her, a former Highpriestess who has been tossed on surface by the former House she grew up in, after attempting to kill the Matron. They only letted her barely alive, since she had a "good connection with Lloth" and didn't dared to kill her because of that reason. Inside the Valahari House, she met Renor, and found in him a suitable male to uh...mate with. (I won't post THAT RP since you'd all get nosebleeds from its hawtness xD) But she wanted to make him "hers" since she found out about his past from him. One of the strongest from all the Jaluks, his fighting skills unmatched to this day. Of course she picked him, after having seen his abilities. Well...here's the story of the Assassination.
[11:00] Talismere Roecastle: Talwae doesn't even look up as she notices footsteps approach. Kneeling over a huge leather bag, she is busy wrapping the poisonous armbands into a soft, big leather piece, in order to not scratch herself when she searches in the bag later on. Her movements seem a bit edgy, a deep frown over her eyebrows. Placeing the package inside the bag, she reaches out for the red silks, stuffing them carelessly inside too. Looking around, her hand shoots out for three larger, in papyrus wrapped packages, smelling strongly of dried meat, a bottle placed next to them.
[11:04] Renor wears a scowl, which seemed permanently etched into his features the last few days. Despite the pain his joints, he maintained a day long guard, standing at the turret, waiting for the arrival of any elites that he wished to dispatch. It was becoming a fruitless venture, the fools, simply weren't foolish enough to wander into the newly constructed city. Turning on his heel he decides to take one last scout, before retiring for the evening, pausing in his tracks along one of the many bridges when he sees Talwae packing a bag, he comments noncommitally, "Leaving?"
[11:06] Talwae looks up shortly and nods "Siyo" and places the wrapped up meat carefully inside the bag, grabbing the bottle and placeing it on the very top of it all. Stands up and forces a smirk on her face, it seems a tad paler than usual, still her movements showing some not well hidden, and surely unusual nervouseness. "Was not too bad meeting you" she adds after a while, standing up and shouldering the large bag.
[11:10] Renor leans to his right, placing his hand onto the cool stone. A pointed finger guard absently etching into the stone while he observes her, "Aye, it was...an experience." Remarked rather blandly, though his eyes narrowed a bit more, and seemed a bit colder than they were a moment before. His lips stretched thin enough to almost disppear.
[11:12] Talwae walks past him, putting a hand on his shoulder shortly "Bel'la Dos, Renorrr." she says, and takes her hand away, raising it for a wave as she walks off, to face the harshness of surface again. The vision she saw in revery has been clear enough. She will not survive if she stays.
[11:13] Dax cocks a brow and cranes his neck upwards, spotting the drowess with a low growl.
[11:14] Renor grunts in response to her thanks, continuing on his way, toward the tavern. The tightlipped grimace that stretches his features, shows more than a little tooth now.
[11:14] Talwae Xun naut eszak. Usstan tlun leaving nindol Qu'ellar.
[11:14] Talwae smirks at the other Jaluk and leaves.
[11:26] Talwae carefully walks out, blinded by the light she takes out her blindfolds to wear them as a protection against the sunshine. A sirring noise reaches her, and something hits her shoulder with might. Stumbling a few steps backwards she glances in disbelief at the arrow sticking out of her shoulder, caughing up blood. She raises her chin and tries to scan the surroundings, but the brightness and her vanishing senses make it difficult for her to see anything. She breaks into her knees and falls forward, her upper body landing with a "thud" in the snow, while her blood colors the frozen ground crimson.
[11:27] Midir Ghost sniffs toward the woman on the ground, checking to see if she's alive.
[11:28] Talwae's blood stains the snow, her breathings rough and low.
[11:29] Midir Ghost gets closer and begins inspecting her, checking for where the blood is coming from.
[11:30] Talwae : The blood comes from the arrow stuck in her shoulder, just beneath her cellarbone. He hears quiet footsteps withdrawing from near.
[11:34] Midir Ghost considers just eating the injured drowess' eyes as a meal but drow eyes have a horrid taste and he feels having her indebted to him might be more profitable. He snaps off the end of the arrow and yanks the other half out, careful not to cause more harm. He places a few leathers over both openings of the wound to stop the bleeding.
[11:37] Talwae is still unconcious, blood dripping from her mouthcorner. She hasn't seen it comeing, due to the brightness of the daylight where her eyes are most weak, so she hasn't been able to evade the arrow at all and took it right in.
[11:41] Midir Ghost after securing the leathers over the wound he moves her out to a flat stone by the waterfall and trys to wake her by sprinkling some of the water over her face.
[11:43] Renor approaches the scene with a bit of trepidation, he had seen the figures moving outside the entrance to the city and came to investigate, to find Talwae laying on the ground, the snow stained red and some...being standing dragging her off. So the sword at his side is drawn and he steps in closer, "DROP HER!" Demanded automatically as he inched closer to the creature.
[11:44] Talwae blinks and coughs up some more blood, her hidden eyelids fluttering under the blindfolds and her left arm blindly makeing a weak "bat something away" gesture.
[11:47] Midir Ghost looks to the male drow as he approaches, as he draws his sword Midir's feathers glow slightly as he tosses a bright orb of light in front of Jeff "Be still for a bit while I tend to her wound." He kneels beside the wounded drowess and nudges her gently "Are you awake?"
[11:47] Talwae : Although her vision is so much blurred and hindred by the blindfold that she can merely see wageing shadows around her, she starts to crawl slowly, determined to not lose to the surfacers. Some very damped voice reaches her ear, but she's not able to tell who's speaking at all.
[11:47] Talwae's only thought is to get away for now, no matter where
[11:48] Talwae twitches with a low hiss at the nudge, being out of orientation
[11:49] Midir Ghost grips her and gently holds her from moving as he takes his beack close to her ear and speaks softly "can you speak?"
[11:50] Renor takes a slight step back as the light flashes before him. Not nearly as sensitive that he needed a blindfold, but sensitive enough that the light burned into his eyes forcing them shut. Cocking back his left arm, then sweeping it forward out from his chest, a blanket of darkness spreading over the pool as he unleashed the Orb of Darkness spell. "Who did it?!" Demanded of the beast thing, willing to spare it's life for the light show, since he can see it was tending to the wounded drowess.
[11:51] Talwae : Nau! Xun naut xta'rl uns'aa! Usstan elgg dos!
[11:52] Talwae's voice is rough, even rougher than usual, and after the short speach she starts up coughing again, new blood finding its way out of her mouthcorners as she does. Completely enraged due to her weakness she tries to scratch the one close to her with her bracer.
[11:53] Midir Ghost listens to her words but does not know the language, he looks to Renor "I don't know who attacked her, I found her face down in her own blood. Are you a friend of hers?"
[11:53] Talwae notices that it became dark suddenly and tries to move again, too weakened to get on her knees though. A familiar voice...Renor? "Renorrr...dangerous" she huffs and is on the brink to lose conciousness again.
[11:53] Renor advances on Talwae's form, waving the beast away. "A small scratch will end you." He knew how she adorned herself. Moving to squat down beside her, "Take care with anything sharp." Intoned to the creature, taking a look at the wound to try and see if she could be moved.
[11:54] Talwae: The arrow was highly probably poisonned, due to her coughs and the abnormal weakness. Normally a single Arrow in her shoulder wouldn't have been so lethal to her warriorish looking body.
[11:55] Talwae rolls her eyes up and her body suddenly starts convulsing, her fingers cramping.
[11:57] Renor pushes down onto her lower back, "Lie still fool." Demanded to the female. Whatever dangers lurked out here had run off, or else the job wouldn't be half finished. His heart rate picking up a beat as she starts to thrash, "I doubt she'll live, this is beyond my skill." Whether speaking to himself or the other, it's not certain.
[11:59] Ayasha peeks quietly around the tree, wings moving silently in the chilled air.
[12:00] Midir Ghost's feathers glow once again as this time his eyes light up. Looking to her body as if seeing more then what was on the surface. "Shes poisoned....its a complex poison made from the toxin sacks of a dakhree fish."
[12:00] Talwae suddenly arches her back violently as she, with widely open eyes, coughs up more blood into the snow, her body jerking, even Renor having difficulties to keep her down.
[12:03] Renor knew well enough that she was poisoned, an arrow wound wouldn't cause such a reaction, unless the healer decided to pull the tip back out through the entry wound that is. Bearing his weight down on her, he glances to the blade in his hand, "It won't be much longer, if none can cure her, I will end her torment."
[12:04] Talwae isn't able to speak no more, all her senses have vanished, it's only her body shakeing, convulsing and twitching wildly.
[12:05] Ayasha backs away from scene before here, boots moving silently in the snow
[12:05] Midir Ghost: I would suggest you hurry your friend to a more skilled healer if you wish her to live.
[12:08] Midir Ghost remembers something he had in his possesion, he reaches into his pouch and brings forth a vial of silver liquid. "How much is her life worth to you?" He was not the type to just help out of the goodness of his heart, especially if it meant giving up such a valuable potion.
[12:09] Renor was holding his blade tightly, the tip pressed between her shoulder blades, intent on piercing her heart when the vial is offered. "How much is your life worth beast?" Growled in return to the creature, he wasn't going to waste time haggling.
[12:12] Talwae : Weird painfull sounding noises escape her throat as the convulsions seem to weaken slowly, blood pouring from her blindfolds, where the eyes and the ears are, as the poison reaches her brain.
[12:14] Midir Ghost lets out a mocking squawk "I had forgotten how ungrateful a drow could be, I suppose though I could part with this valuable potion if it means I will have two drow who owe me a favor that is if you are grateful enough for that." He uncorks the potion and readys to use it on the girl depending on the response of the male.
[12:15] Renor noting that the convulsions are getting weaker, he rolls Talwar onto her back, "Do it!" Hissed out at the beast. It could just be another poison, however, if Talawe dies, he fully intends to kill the beast.
[12:17] Midir Ghost pours the silver liquid down her throat, covering her mouth after to keep her from spitting it up. The potion was a fast acting cure that to this day has been able to remove any poison. Within seconds they would see any effects.
[12:18] Renor still holds the blade, ready to strike in either direction. At the beast, or into Talwae should she start getting worse. Holding his breath apparently, since none escaped him while he darted his eyes back and forth between the pair.
[12:21] Talwae: A few heartbeats long, nothing happens at all...then her larygne moves as she swallows. It takes another three..four...five heartbeats until her body suddenly relaxes, the tensions from the convulsions vanishing completely. Her chest hightens as she takes a deep, rough breath as the silver liquid works its way through the body, eliminating the traces of the most dangerous poison of the Underdark. Still weakened from the amount of bloodloss, she doesn't regain conciouseness, but her breathing turns steady.
[12:26] Renor noting that she appeared to be cured, he glances up to the beast, then sheaths the blade in his hand. "I am in your debt." Speaking to the creature, though he's bent to examine Talwae. "Should you require the use of my blade, it is at your call."
[12:28] Midir Ghost nods "I shall call upon you in the future, of that there is no doubt. For now however you should take her to safety and seek a cleric, the poison may be gone but its effects on the nervous system will not be."
[12:30] Renor notes the advice and slides his arms under her limp midsection, "I will consider it. If there are permanent damages, unfixable damages...when she wakes, a cleric will only hinder what I must do." Which would be, end her existence. "I will tend her for the time being." Rising to his feet, clutching the taller female in his arms rather easily for his stature.
[12:32] Midir Ghost bows politely to the Male drow then turns and with one mighty flap of his wings he takes to the sky.
[12:33] Talismere Roecastle: AllowDriver
[12:33] Piggy Back Walk - Abranimations v2.0: Another avatar will now be able to drive this vehicle. When they stand up from it permission will be revoked.
[12:34] Zhia Scorpio smirks.
[12:41] Talwae: seems like floating through darkness, no piercing red eyes glowing, no huge chitin-claw noises around her. A true emptyness, as the Great Mother herself has turned her back on her for good. An emptyness...suffocating emptyness...Talwae's bandaged shoulder twitches, then her left foot. The first signs of the nervous damage. Even though nor she, nor Renor knows it yet, from now on she'd be able to live normal, except for sudden, perhaps twice a day outbreaking convulsions where she'd lose conciouseness.
[12:54] Talwae: After sunset, she shortly forces her eyes open, face and eyelids, ears and shoulder still covered in sticky, already dried up blood. She turns her head to face the wall, feeling light due to the bloodloss and pain from the silver liquid still working against the poison rushes through her body. A vibrating sensation climps from her legs to her spine, up to her neck, makeing her body shake as if she were freezeing. The vibrations grow steadily, then vanish slowly again, leaving her left hand and her left foot twitching a few times. She knows well enough of the poison they used on her. Why is she still alive? That question lingers in her head, and she wants an answer. Feeling a presence more than she hears it, she opens her mouth to speak, but her swollen tongue doesn't allow it, she has bitten on it repeatidly due to the convulsions.
[13:01] Renor had remained, keeping his distance from the prone form of Talwae, he hadn't moved to apply bandages or clean her up since depositing her on the floor, he just sat, with his back to the wall puffing on his pipe quietly. Debating whether or not to just end her existence. As she started to thrash once more, not as violently as the first...he widens his eyes a moment, a sign that a swift death may be the best route for the drowess.
[13:05] Talwae 's body relaxes completely after that damped down version of the earlier convulsions. She moves her arm toward her chest, and, as her senses clear up some more, she notices some heavy fragrance in the air. "Re...nor?" she asks, her voice only a shadow of what it was before. She hears it and hates it furiously, wanting nothing more than to stand up and dig her nails in whatever she can grab.
[13:07] Renor exhales a plume of smoke toward the ceiling as he watches her. "Yes." Only the single syllable stated, not wanting to encourage her to speak about what happened because it might put a damper on what he may have to do if those tremors continued. Knocking the ash from his pipe, he slips it back into the pouch and draws his legs up, leaning his upper half forward onto his knees.
[13:13] Talwae grits her teeth and tries to move her arm a bit more up. Furious by the amount of strength it costs her for that weak movement she let's the air escape between her teeth. Why isn't she dead yet? "Not...dead..." she forces out, turning her head, glareing around searchingly, not able to locate from where Renor's voice comes from.
[13:15] Renor replies in the same vacant tone, "Not yet at least." Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Here injury wasn't that severe and the creature had done well enough with the bandage and poultice. It wasn't the arrow wound that should cause concern, "Rest."
[13:18] Talwae finally her searching eyes find him, and they're resting accusingly on him. Then her expression hardens and she closes her eyes, trying to bring up the neccessary concentration to fall in revery.
Summarize: The deadly part of the poison has been cured by the liquid, however, the nervous damage has yet to be cured, if possible even, by a Cleric. Until then, she will have vibrating muscles, and twitchings in her limbs every now and then, and, epileptic-like attacks if exposed to sudden flashes, or anything which reflects light. Will she want to survive like this? Or will she prefer to die? Will it be Renor giving her the mercyfull dead or...? Well we'll see xD
[11:00] Talismere Roecastle: Talwae doesn't even look up as she notices footsteps approach. Kneeling over a huge leather bag, she is busy wrapping the poisonous armbands into a soft, big leather piece, in order to not scratch herself when she searches in the bag later on. Her movements seem a bit edgy, a deep frown over her eyebrows. Placeing the package inside the bag, she reaches out for the red silks, stuffing them carelessly inside too. Looking around, her hand shoots out for three larger, in papyrus wrapped packages, smelling strongly of dried meat, a bottle placed next to them.
[11:04] Renor wears a scowl, which seemed permanently etched into his features the last few days. Despite the pain his joints, he maintained a day long guard, standing at the turret, waiting for the arrival of any elites that he wished to dispatch. It was becoming a fruitless venture, the fools, simply weren't foolish enough to wander into the newly constructed city. Turning on his heel he decides to take one last scout, before retiring for the evening, pausing in his tracks along one of the many bridges when he sees Talwae packing a bag, he comments noncommitally, "Leaving?"
[11:06] Talwae looks up shortly and nods "Siyo" and places the wrapped up meat carefully inside the bag, grabbing the bottle and placeing it on the very top of it all. Stands up and forces a smirk on her face, it seems a tad paler than usual, still her movements showing some not well hidden, and surely unusual nervouseness. "Was not too bad meeting you" she adds after a while, standing up and shouldering the large bag.
[11:10] Renor leans to his right, placing his hand onto the cool stone. A pointed finger guard absently etching into the stone while he observes her, "Aye, it was...an experience." Remarked rather blandly, though his eyes narrowed a bit more, and seemed a bit colder than they were a moment before. His lips stretched thin enough to almost disppear.
[11:12] Talwae walks past him, putting a hand on his shoulder shortly "Bel'la Dos, Renorrr." she says, and takes her hand away, raising it for a wave as she walks off, to face the harshness of surface again. The vision she saw in revery has been clear enough. She will not survive if she stays.
[11:13] Dax cocks a brow and cranes his neck upwards, spotting the drowess with a low growl.
[11:14] Renor grunts in response to her thanks, continuing on his way, toward the tavern. The tightlipped grimace that stretches his features, shows more than a little tooth now.
[11:14] Talwae Xun naut eszak. Usstan tlun leaving nindol Qu'ellar.
[11:14] Talwae smirks at the other Jaluk and leaves.
[11:26] Talwae carefully walks out, blinded by the light she takes out her blindfolds to wear them as a protection against the sunshine. A sirring noise reaches her, and something hits her shoulder with might. Stumbling a few steps backwards she glances in disbelief at the arrow sticking out of her shoulder, caughing up blood. She raises her chin and tries to scan the surroundings, but the brightness and her vanishing senses make it difficult for her to see anything. She breaks into her knees and falls forward, her upper body landing with a "thud" in the snow, while her blood colors the frozen ground crimson.
[11:27] Midir Ghost sniffs toward the woman on the ground, checking to see if she's alive.
[11:28] Talwae's blood stains the snow, her breathings rough and low.
[11:29] Midir Ghost gets closer and begins inspecting her, checking for where the blood is coming from.
[11:30] Talwae : The blood comes from the arrow stuck in her shoulder, just beneath her cellarbone. He hears quiet footsteps withdrawing from near.
[11:34] Midir Ghost considers just eating the injured drowess' eyes as a meal but drow eyes have a horrid taste and he feels having her indebted to him might be more profitable. He snaps off the end of the arrow and yanks the other half out, careful not to cause more harm. He places a few leathers over both openings of the wound to stop the bleeding.
[11:37] Talwae is still unconcious, blood dripping from her mouthcorner. She hasn't seen it comeing, due to the brightness of the daylight where her eyes are most weak, so she hasn't been able to evade the arrow at all and took it right in.
[11:41] Midir Ghost after securing the leathers over the wound he moves her out to a flat stone by the waterfall and trys to wake her by sprinkling some of the water over her face.
[11:43] Renor approaches the scene with a bit of trepidation, he had seen the figures moving outside the entrance to the city and came to investigate, to find Talwae laying on the ground, the snow stained red and some...being standing dragging her off. So the sword at his side is drawn and he steps in closer, "DROP HER!" Demanded automatically as he inched closer to the creature.
[11:44] Talwae blinks and coughs up some more blood, her hidden eyelids fluttering under the blindfolds and her left arm blindly makeing a weak "bat something away" gesture.
[11:47] Midir Ghost looks to the male drow as he approaches, as he draws his sword Midir's feathers glow slightly as he tosses a bright orb of light in front of Jeff "Be still for a bit while I tend to her wound." He kneels beside the wounded drowess and nudges her gently "Are you awake?"
[11:47] Talwae : Although her vision is so much blurred and hindred by the blindfold that she can merely see wageing shadows around her, she starts to crawl slowly, determined to not lose to the surfacers. Some very damped voice reaches her ear, but she's not able to tell who's speaking at all.
[11:47] Talwae's only thought is to get away for now, no matter where
[11:48] Talwae twitches with a low hiss at the nudge, being out of orientation
[11:49] Midir Ghost grips her and gently holds her from moving as he takes his beack close to her ear and speaks softly "can you speak?"
[11:50] Renor takes a slight step back as the light flashes before him. Not nearly as sensitive that he needed a blindfold, but sensitive enough that the light burned into his eyes forcing them shut. Cocking back his left arm, then sweeping it forward out from his chest, a blanket of darkness spreading over the pool as he unleashed the Orb of Darkness spell. "Who did it?!" Demanded of the beast thing, willing to spare it's life for the light show, since he can see it was tending to the wounded drowess.
[11:51] Talwae : Nau! Xun naut xta'rl uns'aa! Usstan elgg dos!
[11:52] Talwae's voice is rough, even rougher than usual, and after the short speach she starts up coughing again, new blood finding its way out of her mouthcorners as she does. Completely enraged due to her weakness she tries to scratch the one close to her with her bracer.
[11:53] Midir Ghost listens to her words but does not know the language, he looks to Renor "I don't know who attacked her, I found her face down in her own blood. Are you a friend of hers?"
[11:53] Talwae notices that it became dark suddenly and tries to move again, too weakened to get on her knees though. A familiar voice...Renor? "Renorrr...dangerous" she huffs and is on the brink to lose conciousness again.
[11:53] Renor advances on Talwae's form, waving the beast away. "A small scratch will end you." He knew how she adorned herself. Moving to squat down beside her, "Take care with anything sharp." Intoned to the creature, taking a look at the wound to try and see if she could be moved.
[11:54] Talwae: The arrow was highly probably poisonned, due to her coughs and the abnormal weakness. Normally a single Arrow in her shoulder wouldn't have been so lethal to her warriorish looking body.
[11:55] Talwae rolls her eyes up and her body suddenly starts convulsing, her fingers cramping.
[11:57] Renor pushes down onto her lower back, "Lie still fool." Demanded to the female. Whatever dangers lurked out here had run off, or else the job wouldn't be half finished. His heart rate picking up a beat as she starts to thrash, "I doubt she'll live, this is beyond my skill." Whether speaking to himself or the other, it's not certain.
[11:59] Ayasha peeks quietly around the tree, wings moving silently in the chilled air.
[12:00] Midir Ghost's feathers glow once again as this time his eyes light up. Looking to her body as if seeing more then what was on the surface. "Shes poisoned....its a complex poison made from the toxin sacks of a dakhree fish."
[12:00] Talwae suddenly arches her back violently as she, with widely open eyes, coughs up more blood into the snow, her body jerking, even Renor having difficulties to keep her down.
[12:03] Renor knew well enough that she was poisoned, an arrow wound wouldn't cause such a reaction, unless the healer decided to pull the tip back out through the entry wound that is. Bearing his weight down on her, he glances to the blade in his hand, "It won't be much longer, if none can cure her, I will end her torment."
[12:04] Talwae isn't able to speak no more, all her senses have vanished, it's only her body shakeing, convulsing and twitching wildly.
[12:05] Ayasha backs away from scene before here, boots moving silently in the snow
[12:05] Midir Ghost: I would suggest you hurry your friend to a more skilled healer if you wish her to live.
[12:08] Midir Ghost remembers something he had in his possesion, he reaches into his pouch and brings forth a vial of silver liquid. "How much is her life worth to you?" He was not the type to just help out of the goodness of his heart, especially if it meant giving up such a valuable potion.
[12:09] Renor was holding his blade tightly, the tip pressed between her shoulder blades, intent on piercing her heart when the vial is offered. "How much is your life worth beast?" Growled in return to the creature, he wasn't going to waste time haggling.
[12:12] Talwae : Weird painfull sounding noises escape her throat as the convulsions seem to weaken slowly, blood pouring from her blindfolds, where the eyes and the ears are, as the poison reaches her brain.
[12:14] Midir Ghost lets out a mocking squawk "I had forgotten how ungrateful a drow could be, I suppose though I could part with this valuable potion if it means I will have two drow who owe me a favor that is if you are grateful enough for that." He uncorks the potion and readys to use it on the girl depending on the response of the male.
[12:15] Renor noting that the convulsions are getting weaker, he rolls Talwar onto her back, "Do it!" Hissed out at the beast. It could just be another poison, however, if Talawe dies, he fully intends to kill the beast.
[12:17] Midir Ghost pours the silver liquid down her throat, covering her mouth after to keep her from spitting it up. The potion was a fast acting cure that to this day has been able to remove any poison. Within seconds they would see any effects.
[12:18] Renor still holds the blade, ready to strike in either direction. At the beast, or into Talwae should she start getting worse. Holding his breath apparently, since none escaped him while he darted his eyes back and forth between the pair.
[12:21] Talwae: A few heartbeats long, nothing happens at all...then her larygne moves as she swallows. It takes another three..four...five heartbeats until her body suddenly relaxes, the tensions from the convulsions vanishing completely. Her chest hightens as she takes a deep, rough breath as the silver liquid works its way through the body, eliminating the traces of the most dangerous poison of the Underdark. Still weakened from the amount of bloodloss, she doesn't regain conciouseness, but her breathing turns steady.
[12:26] Renor noting that she appeared to be cured, he glances up to the beast, then sheaths the blade in his hand. "I am in your debt." Speaking to the creature, though he's bent to examine Talwae. "Should you require the use of my blade, it is at your call."
[12:28] Midir Ghost nods "I shall call upon you in the future, of that there is no doubt. For now however you should take her to safety and seek a cleric, the poison may be gone but its effects on the nervous system will not be."
[12:30] Renor notes the advice and slides his arms under her limp midsection, "I will consider it. If there are permanent damages, unfixable damages...when she wakes, a cleric will only hinder what I must do." Which would be, end her existence. "I will tend her for the time being." Rising to his feet, clutching the taller female in his arms rather easily for his stature.
[12:32] Midir Ghost bows politely to the Male drow then turns and with one mighty flap of his wings he takes to the sky.
[12:33] Talismere Roecastle: AllowDriver
[12:33] Piggy Back Walk - Abranimations v2.0: Another avatar will now be able to drive this vehicle. When they stand up from it permission will be revoked.
[12:34] Zhia Scorpio smirks.
[12:41] Talwae: seems like floating through darkness, no piercing red eyes glowing, no huge chitin-claw noises around her. A true emptyness, as the Great Mother herself has turned her back on her for good. An emptyness...suffocating emptyness...Talwae's bandaged shoulder twitches, then her left foot. The first signs of the nervous damage. Even though nor she, nor Renor knows it yet, from now on she'd be able to live normal, except for sudden, perhaps twice a day outbreaking convulsions where she'd lose conciouseness.
[12:54] Talwae: After sunset, she shortly forces her eyes open, face and eyelids, ears and shoulder still covered in sticky, already dried up blood. She turns her head to face the wall, feeling light due to the bloodloss and pain from the silver liquid still working against the poison rushes through her body. A vibrating sensation climps from her legs to her spine, up to her neck, makeing her body shake as if she were freezeing. The vibrations grow steadily, then vanish slowly again, leaving her left hand and her left foot twitching a few times. She knows well enough of the poison they used on her. Why is she still alive? That question lingers in her head, and she wants an answer. Feeling a presence more than she hears it, she opens her mouth to speak, but her swollen tongue doesn't allow it, she has bitten on it repeatidly due to the convulsions.
[13:01] Renor had remained, keeping his distance from the prone form of Talwae, he hadn't moved to apply bandages or clean her up since depositing her on the floor, he just sat, with his back to the wall puffing on his pipe quietly. Debating whether or not to just end her existence. As she started to thrash once more, not as violently as the first...he widens his eyes a moment, a sign that a swift death may be the best route for the drowess.
[13:05] Talwae 's body relaxes completely after that damped down version of the earlier convulsions. She moves her arm toward her chest, and, as her senses clear up some more, she notices some heavy fragrance in the air. "Re...nor?" she asks, her voice only a shadow of what it was before. She hears it and hates it furiously, wanting nothing more than to stand up and dig her nails in whatever she can grab.
[13:07] Renor exhales a plume of smoke toward the ceiling as he watches her. "Yes." Only the single syllable stated, not wanting to encourage her to speak about what happened because it might put a damper on what he may have to do if those tremors continued. Knocking the ash from his pipe, he slips it back into the pouch and draws his legs up, leaning his upper half forward onto his knees.
[13:13] Talwae grits her teeth and tries to move her arm a bit more up. Furious by the amount of strength it costs her for that weak movement she let's the air escape between her teeth. Why isn't she dead yet? "Not...dead..." she forces out, turning her head, glareing around searchingly, not able to locate from where Renor's voice comes from.
[13:15] Renor replies in the same vacant tone, "Not yet at least." Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Here injury wasn't that severe and the creature had done well enough with the bandage and poultice. It wasn't the arrow wound that should cause concern, "Rest."
[13:18] Talwae finally her searching eyes find him, and they're resting accusingly on him. Then her expression hardens and she closes her eyes, trying to bring up the neccessary concentration to fall in revery.
Summarize: The deadly part of the poison has been cured by the liquid, however, the nervous damage has yet to be cured, if possible even, by a Cleric. Until then, she will have vibrating muscles, and twitchings in her limbs every now and then, and, epileptic-like attacks if exposed to sudden flashes, or anything which reflects light. Will she want to survive like this? Or will she prefer to die? Will it be Renor giving her the mercyfull dead or...? Well we'll see xD
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Winter blues
I'm currently sitting in my office, and can't hold the pen right cause it's fuckin cold! Yeah right, one would think that in an embassy, they would provide heat. Nuhu. The heating installation is not working well, and this has already been the case last winter. Today at least someone will be sent to the office and start repairing.
They announced -17°C for next week, today already we're at -4 °C daytime. Sucks. My co-worker has a few days off, and I should do her work too, but she sits near the giant windows. No-way-in-hell am I going to freeze my butt off over there hehe. KK I admit, I forgot the scarf...Yesterday has been quite funny too. At really cold and dry winters, my hair gets dry too, thus vvvvvvvvvvery easily electro-static.
So I walked in my wonderfull furry mantle (no real fur, dun worry), giant wool gloves, and earplugs in the ear. At every two steps, the dry hair rubbed over the synthetical fur or over the scarf (cotton), and I got light electrical "hits" IN the ears, due to the plastic of the earplugs. So I was litterally "step...step...TWITCH...step..step...TWITCH" until I finally reached home T_T.
As you probably have guessed from my previous posting, I finished aaaaaaaaaaaaaall my x-mas shopping, cleaned up my flat nicely, bought me a really goodlooking pair of boots (with heels this time o_O At least they're broad enough to walk, although I find it hard to keep balance on them on the bus, normally I do the "bus-surfer" like, standing in the gangway on the bus, hands in my pockets, and only adjusting my knees or feets without holding on to anything. I do this mostly to prevent to have to touch anything in the bus, it's germs hell in winter...yuck).
At work, at home, everywhere, there's candles .I love these cinnamon/apple candles in winter, its fragrance makes me all excited for x-mas x).
Since I can't go at my parent's on 24th due to work (I have to work until 5pm30 and would be at my parents only at 8pm which is too late, since the guests arrive early) dude (deamon) and me will spend the whole holy night playing GuildWars, probably getting slightly drunk and singing x-mas charrols too hahaha. I so look forward to that one already.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
X-Mas level up!
Items gained: 6
Experience gained: 2590 xp
Gold loss: Irrelevant.
HP left: 90/120
Stamina left: 25/140
Hunger: 80/100
Love: 95/100
Strenght increase by 10%
Wisdom increase by 25%
Learned:
Crisscross of madness (-40hp for every well placed tackle)
Firearrow of punishement (Inflicts 30sec of constant burnings, -15hp/10sec)
Ninja-Gold-Toss (-5hp and +20% sympathie gain while throwing coins at NPC's)
Next Quest: For leveling up, you need to go to Parent-Town, hand over the gained items, collect reward from the Head of the Family, destroy the evil feast. Sidequest: Find the youngest family member and wrestle him. The winner keeps it all. The dessert, I mean. Extra Exp if you manage to corner the Dragon. Return to Hometown then and raise Stamina for 2 weeks.
Happy Gameing!
Experience gained: 2590 xp
Gold loss: Irrelevant.
HP left: 90/120
Stamina left: 25/140
Hunger: 80/100
Love: 95/100
Strenght increase by 10%
Wisdom increase by 25%
Learned:
Crisscross of madness (-40hp for every well placed tackle)
Firearrow of punishement (Inflicts 30sec of constant burnings, -15hp/10sec)
Ninja-Gold-Toss (-5hp and +20% sympathie gain while throwing coins at NPC's)
Next Quest: For leveling up, you need to go to Parent-Town, hand over the gained items, collect reward from the Head of the Family, destroy the evil feast. Sidequest: Find the youngest family member and wrestle him. The winner keeps it all. The dessert, I mean. Extra Exp if you manage to corner the Dragon. Return to Hometown then and raise Stamina for 2 weeks.
Happy Gameing!
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