Monoliths #4e.1: Interlude (very, very extended)

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Monoliths #4e.1: Interlude (very, very extended)

Postby Gurns » Sun Dec 07, 2003 3:40 am

Gurns looked at his stack of notes, and sighed. Page after page after page…. He hadn’t seen this many scraps of paper…well, ever. And the public – that fickle beast – wanted stories. He didn’t have stories, he had notes. Notes enough for quite a few short stories, or even a book.

But there was no time! There were monoliths to find! And Nilan was off, about to… And Cirath had met with… And Deshana had tried to talk to him today, but he was so overwhelmed that… And he had promised Iduna…

It was too much. He collected all the scraps, and carefully set them in order. Called for one of the apprentice bards. Told him “Post these on the public boards.” Then, grabbing his cloak and bag, he left.

Let them write their own damn stories.

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OOC: These are almost exact logs. All I’ve done is strip out the extraneous stuff. Rarely, I’ve added a little note, in parentheses. I have sometimes bothered to do a little spelling correction, and sometimes not.

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You say “Lady Deshana! So nice to see you again so soon!”

Deshana says “How are you, Gurns?”

You say “Well enough, and you?”

You give yourself a good stretch, in an attempt to relax your body.

You say “A few too many gigs recently. Imagine, having to work for a living!”

You sigh loudly.

Deshana chuckles politely.

Deshana says “I do.”

You shrug helplessly.

You say “Aye, but you are not a bard. Well, not officially, you have all the talents and skill of a master storyteller.”

Deshana says “Then again a druid really doesn't need much.”

You say “A bard should be pampered. Adored. Given rich presents.”

You nog at yourself.

You say “Somehow, I've managed to miss all that.”

Deshana says “Druids and bards both often have a love of natural poetry, and a sense of Wanderlust I think.”

You shrug helplessly.

You say “Some druids. You are exceptional, Lady.”

You say “I have a story about our recent encounter, Lady. Have you seen it?”

Deshana says “not as yet, though I imagine I will soon.”

You say “I had to leave your story to you. But I hope you will tell it, someday!”

Deshana blinks.

Deshana says “I see. Yes.. I suppose I should.”

You say “Or maybe you've already told it, and I have missed it.”

Gurns looks sad.

You say “I mean, besides what you told to me! I know I heard that!”

Deshana says “I've told a great many ales that have not been published.”

You giggle.

You nod.

You shrug helplessly.

You say “I have, as well. Mine, however, are forgettable, of no consequence. Some of yours...”

Deshana says “well, in the end most will come out I think”

Deshana says “Now Gurns, you've been chronicaling the events recently very well. Better then my innane rambles.”

You shake your head negatively.

You say “Differently”

You say “Not better”

You sigh loudly.

Deshana chuckles and concedes.

You say “And I only chronicle what I know. Which is VERY limited”

Deshana says “so now that it is established that we're both professionals.. what would you know? have you questions?”

You say “Questions? I have nothing but questions!”

Deshana says “I may have answers at least in part.”

You say “Starting with "Why me?" Or maybe starting with "What are the gods _doing_ about this?" Or maybe starting with "You would think a Oracle could have made her prophecies a LITTLE easier to get to, wouldn't you?"“

You mutter something unintelligable.

You say “Or maybe it's "Why is no one else doing anything about this?"“

You say “How many heros were at the fight with the Vile One? And saw him get away in the golem? Do they think that's not a problem?”

Deshana says “i have theories however.”

You throw your hands out at the air like a freak-twinkie! :P

You sigh loudly.

Deshana says “That I can explain although it seems a weak excuse.”

You say “I get excited. What are your theories?”

You say “Please do. Any knowledge is better than none.”

Deshana says “it is mortal folly to believe that bad things only happen to "other people" Bloodstone was a den of evil, thats why Orcus attacked,.. as to the gods.. “

Deshana says “Gurns have you heard of Ao?”

You say “Orcus was evil, why would he attack Bloodstone.”

You say “Yes, of course, I've heard of Ao. Little, which is all anyone's heard. As far as I know.”

Gurns scratches his head.

Deshana says “This vile one..”

You raise your eyebrow at her. What's she up to?

Deshana says “I believe can be considered Ao's polar opposite.”

That's incredible! Too incredible to believe.

Deshana says “my own research has indicated thus.”

You sit down.

You say “Terrible”

Deshana says “it also indicates that the Baneites believe the vile one is Bane and have no idea what is really in their hands.”

You say “I thought Bane was dead.”

You say “Or...they believe they have ressurrected Bane?”

You clamber to your feet.

Deshana says “Yes”

You nod.

Deshana says “Mortal evil tends to be a bit short sighted..”

Deshana says “and even demons are mortal in the end.”

You say “Mortal anything.”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana nods.

Deshana says “very true.”

You say “Did not the gods help, in the earlier defeat of the Vile One?”

You say “Or how could mortals, even heroes and dragons, possibly seal it up?”

Deshana says “This began to the best of my knowledge.. right after my trial. They first attacked on Evermeet, taking all of Larallyn prisoner.. and slaughtering the guards that resisted.. “

You say “I know not Larallyn”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “The gods sealed the vileone away.”

You say “There! So they should be helping now!”

You peer intently around the room. Looking for something?

You say “I see no gods.”

You say “Well, except Nilan's”

Deshana says “its a small Tree city on the northwest edge of Evermeet.”

You say “And I don't see him, just his...influence”

Deshana says “They are Gurns.. just as much as they can”

You say “Little enough, from all I can tell.”

Deshana says “Gurns.. do you recall the fall of the gods on Faerun?”

You shake your head negatively.

You say “No, I wasn't there. I'm not THAT old.”

You chuckle politely.

You say “Oh, I know some of the stories, but you have a point to make.”

Deshana laughs softly.

Gurns looks expectant.

Deshana says “very much.”

Deshana says “Arabel, Tilverton, Ye GODS, Shadowdale..”

You say “Eh?”

Deshana says “think of the damage Orcus did.. sometimes mortal agencies are better.. and sometimes I think we really need to look to ourselves first, Why should the gods, having given us free will, put us back in diapers and bottlefeed us the means to save ourselves?”

You say “Well, you said the Vile One is ultimate evil. What being but Ao could oppose that?”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “As far as I know Ao wasn't involved in sealing the vile one. and the gods are moving.”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “I've.. seen alot since Orcus fell.”

You nod.

You say “And I...very little.”

Deshana says “Vhaeraun challenged Cyric, Cyric is opposing the baneites, theres a lovely evil stuggle there.”

Deshana says “The gods, elven and human of the moon, have sent greater visions.”

Deshana says “visions all could see.”

You raise your eyebrow. Hmmm..

You say “Somehow I missed those”

Deshana says “the moonwells revealed the Monolith and a great simmering darkness in the frozen swampy forest in the north”

Deshana says “and those deeply investigating the .. attacks.. saw a shimmer of moonlight.. then a vision of the enemies.. or the victims.”

Deshana says “This half drow prophetess, this cleric of Selune, sends visions the easiest way to cross time. via dreaming.”

You say “Dreams to you, Lady. To those the touch the monoliths.”

Deshana says “I've found no proof she's still alive, but as yet no evidence of her death. However this was long ago.”

You nod.

You say “Aye, I am not so sure she's dead. But if alive, she is hiding.”

Deshana says “I began dreaming hese visions long before the shroud was lifted.”

You say “Though Nilan may have seen her. Or one like her.”

You say “Art thou then an Oracle, Lady?”

Deshana says “I don't know Gurns, I just don't know.”

You nod.

You say “My sympathies for the person, for the you, should it be so.”

Deshana says “I was created for a reason. But all the same I do not believe I am chosen, as it were.”

You shrug helplessly.

You say “I know no one else who...um...carries around, in her hand, what you do.”

You say “If not chosen as an Oracle, I still must think you chosen for something.”

Deshana says “It could be I am merely a historian and see the patterns in the dance.”

You say “What historian acts?”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “Gurns, another proof.. and perhaps a lead.”

You say “To see, to write, that is what I have done. To act...that is something else entirely.”

You say “Oh?”

Deshana says “Some time ago I was backed into a corner, quite litterally by a white warhorse.”

You say “Ah?”

Deshana says “Druids are gifted to speak to plants but an animal is much harder to speak to.”

Deshana says “This stallion made himself very clear.”

You say “And?”

Senen enters from the east.

Senen smiles happily.

Deshana says “It was a paladins mount, and he was joined by the black charger of the Antipaladin. Niether had a rider.”

Senen hugs Deshana.

You tip your hat to Senen.

Deshana beams a smile at Senen.

Deshana kisses Senen lightly on the cheek.

Senen smiles happily.

You say “I would ride neither, myself.”

You chuckle politely.

Deshana says “they both told of a call that came, to the white, a trumpet call, from a glowing plain of etherial beauty and peace, from running with others of his kind.”

Deshana says “from the black, a harsh schreeching call from a dark fen, where others of his kind challeneged eachother for strength.”

Deshana says “Both told me that after being called they had served their riders.. and both told me of great pain”

Deshana says “Both had been abandoned by their summoner.”

A zealous griffon walks in, seemingly from nowhere, and nuzzles Senen's face.

A zealous griffon now follows Senen.

You say “Abandoned?”

Deshana says “Aye”

A zealous griffon listens intently.

Senen tries to calm a zealous griffon down.

Senen says “don't go getting all zealous on me now griff-baby.”

You say “Odd.”

You say “Yet, not unheard of.”

Deshana says “How often do you see a mountleft in the inn.”

You say “Or was there something unusual about this abandonment?”

You say “Not often, these days.”

You say “Less often, these days, that is.”

You say “Of course, tis very odd that they came to you, after being abandoned.”

Senen says “still see a few there now... careless with the gifts their gods have bestowed.”

You say “You would never do that, would you, Senen?”

Deshana says “it was a warning.”

Senen says “never... I stable and board my animals.”

Senen says “they are properly cared for.”

You smile at him.

Deshana says “they wanted me to warn others.. to tell paladins and antipaladins and even.. even orc raiders.”

Deshana says “to treasure these magical creatures.. not to treat them as unwanted tools.”

You smile happily.

You say “And so you should, Lady!”

A zealous griffon pecks Senen on the elbow.

Senen winces in pain.

Deshana says “once I understood, and the others that had joined me agreed to warn the others of their kind, Adana and Delmair..”

You smile at her.

Deshana says “Then.. I heard a calling.”

A zealous griffon squawks rauctiously.

Deshana says “I was drawn away from the others and found myself facing an old woman in the gard of a northern priestess.”

Deshana says “((garb))”

Senen nods.

You say “I understnad most accents, Lady.”

You say “See, I even speak them mysefl!”

Deshana says “She told me somthing horrible.. that the herds and the pack were dwindling.”

You say “Ah!”

Senen says “I might leave them off in the wild... but in the inn.. never.”

Deshana says “that She was the Keeper of the herds and pack, the one that answered the call of those riders.. She send Horses, Light and Dark to humans.. and wolves to the Orcs.”

You say “In the wild, in the inn, what is the difference?”

You glare icily at him.

Senen says “they are powerful and autonomous creatures... but nature has no place in the city.”

Deshana says “Once called they cannot return to that place they were born.”

You say “There!”

Senen says “all the difference... all the difference in the natural kingdom”

You poke him in the ribs.

Senen pets a zealous griffon lovingly.

Senen says “there are griffons on this world”

Deshana says “and cannot bond again in the magical friendship that is there nature. once abandoned they wander alone til they die, and loose that magically gifted intelligence that makes them more then horses.. Or Griffons”

Deshana bows deeply before a zealous griffon.

A zealous griffon eyes your garments intently then suddenly plucks at a loose thread.

You say “Birdbrain? I think not.”

Deshana says “It fades as surely as the rose once cut. They loose their magic.. and are forever left as half themselves.”

Senen says “at times it cannot be avoided.. “

Deshana pets a zealous griffon lovingly.

Deshana says “At times”

Senen mourns the loss of the dead.

You say “Hmm, the herds and flocks and packs are dwindling, then.”

Senen says “a horse without a rider searches for that rider”

Senen says “a rider without a horse searches for that horse.”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “the concern is not dying, but the man or woman that summons a new mount for each day, when they have one in the stables.”

Senen says “that's the way it is... “

You say “Perhaps the profligate should be...taught a lesson.”

You whistle innocently.

Deshana says “the priestess told me.. there is a finite number of mounts in the heavens”

You say “There are a few haughty paladins I wouldn't mind seeing stumble.”

Senen begins to ponder on something.

Deshana says “and at the rate of attrition at the time there would be none remaining for the final battle.”

You say “Present company excepted, of course”

Deshana says “That was her words. "None remaining for the Final Battle that comes soon"“

Senen says “They multiply in the presence of their god”

Senen mourns the loss of the dead.

You say “And have you spread this story, Lady?”

Senen says “I do what I can. Others often don't - it's a sad thing to see a horse forlornly wiating near the desk of an inn.”

Deshana says “She told me Orcus was but a pinprick to this world, in the shadow of a greater menace.”

Deshana nods.

You nod.

Deshana says “as much as I can Gurns.”

You shrug helplessly.

Senen looks at Deshana.

Deshana says “Then before she vanished she looked in a very specific direction.. at a very specific place.”

You say “Perhaps you need to hire a bard -- someone other than me -- to spread it further. For this is the first I've heard of it.”

You say “Ah? Where did she look?”

Deshana says “You might find more answers there. Thunderhead Peak, above the clouds, the wiseman whos magic ressurected Welkanezus.”

Deshana says “the great teacher there.”

You say “Welkanezus?”

You say “Another story I don't know.”

You sigh loudly.

Senen begins to ponder on something.

You say “Is there no end to them?”

Deshana says “the sage that created the rings of power that brought us so much evil.”

You say “Hmm. I have been on Thunderhead Peak, and seen no one. But it's a big mountain.”

Deshana says “The wiseman rests at the very top above the clouds.”

Senen says “there is a wise man, a guru if you will... he sits at the peak”

You say “Oh, sure, EVERYbody knows about this guy but me! Even paladins!”

You grumble incoherently.

Senen says “You say that he has information on the dwindling populations of these creatures!”

Senen pets you lovingly.

Deshana says “you're young Gurns.”

You say “No, she didn't say that.”

You say “Not really, Deshana, but it's nice of you to say so.”

Deshana says “There is only one way to stop the dwindling of the mounts Senen.”

Senen raises an eyebrow. Whats this?

Senen's mount gently nuzzles his hand before fading away.

Deshana says “to treat them as partners and friends as they are in truth, rather then disposable conviences as so many see them.”

You say “Stop summoning unneeded ones!”

You nog at yourself.

Deshana nods.

You say “Even a bard could see that!”

Deshana says “and using magic to send them home.”

Deshana says “therein lies the key.”

Deshana says “however I believe the wiseman has information on the vileone, he knows much of many. he knew before others that I was not elven born.”

Senen says “they are strong creatures. At times it is inevitable that they are left in the wild - as much as it pains one”

You say “She spoke not of "need", Senen, but of "waste"“

Senen begins to ponder on something.

You say “You know the difference”

Deshana nods.

Deshana says “Senen you respect your partner. others, like kalith veiw them as a tool to be used and discarded as he discards men, women, and so many other things.”

You say “Hmm, I wonder that the woman you saw...her glance...Might be a warning. Not a recommendation.”

Deshana says “she muttered somthing about answers”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana shrugs helplessly.

You say “Every so often, a certain caution comes over me. I try to ignore it!”

Deshana says “at any rate, this is our world as it stands.. and this time we cannot rely on incompatable allies..”

Deshana says “I want you to note one more thing.”

Deshana says “You have seen the visions of Waterdeep, and of the drow home correct?”

You say “Waterdeep and Doboluth Kyor, yes”

You say “Hmm, my drow accent needs some work, I think”

Deshana says “think well Gurns on those visions.”

You shrug helplessly.

You say “I have thought on them. I have told them. None listen.”

Deshana says “Trobriand wanted the prism that broke the seal to allegedly take over Halaster Blackcloaks realm”

Deshana says “the people of Arindyr, of Laralyn, they were taken to create golems.. a new type of golem.. or perhaps not new.. but perfected in a way lost since the time of Netheril.”

Deshana says “Trobraind was guarded by a golem of a kind I have never seen.”

You say “The mechanicals? I know not what else to call them.”

Deshana says “Halaster Blackcloak, the mad mage, the ruler of undermountain.”

Deshana says “now.”

Deshana says “From where did the dream attacks of Waterdeep orginate?”

You say “From Undermountain. Using the mechanicals.”

Deshana says “and DK?”

You say “Also mechanicals, in the vision. Where the attack originated, I could not see.”

Deshana says “Beneath the temple of Vhaeraun”

Deshana says “the entrace to Undermountain.”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “i have walked freely within that city..”

You say “I have never been there, so....”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “Its rather like a childs game of connect the dots.”

You say “Is it? Then why do none take heed?”

Deshana says “I know where the attacks on those two towns orginated.. the Elder of Larallyn saw me and spoke to me when I accompanied a group of young hunters to rescue the taken poeple.”

Deshana says “I saw the vision..”

You say “Where they originated in Undermountain?”

You say “The base of Trobriand?”

Deshana says “and we learned of another attack not.. not in time to truely save the people of Arindyr.”

Deshana shakes her head negatively.

Deshana says “no they originated from the banite citidel in the keep of the Zhentarim.”

Deshana says “those same banites that provided a golem to trobriand though I do not yet have proof.So too I believe are they connected to flesh traders in the southland that have been aided by the drow in DK.”

You say “So all the mechanicals originate with the Zhentarim?”

Deshana says “its alot to think of I fear and not overly fun to consider.”

You detach from reality for a moment, pondering.

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “so it seems, though my informant is making himself scarce.”

Deshana says “i'm not above bribery”

You say “It would be different, were all my considerings and stories _doing_ something.”

You say “I'm not above bribery, either! Oh, you mean giving, not receiving.”

You stare at the sky.

You giggle.

Pibel rolls on the floor laughing at you, he must think your funny.

Deshana flashes you a wicked grin.

You say “Look at Pibel, here. He doesn't care that it's...The End of The World!”

Pibel seems very carefree today

Pibel whistles innocently.

Deshana says “Oh hardly that, leastwise I think that we have a chance to finish things.”

You say “A few colorful baubles, and he's happy.”

You say “A chance. Well, we must assume so. Or we might as well all slit our throats now.”

Pibel preens

You say “I am never happy betting on a slim chance, I much prefer the odds tipped in my favor.”

Deshana says “for all the way that no one seems to care I think in the end when all is lost.. Humans at least will fight back and have a good chance to win.. Humans don't take to meakly dieing very well.”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “Elves may very well flee.... Goddess knows they have before.. and before that as well.”

You say “It would be better if the humans had some allies. Mithril Hall, at least, will help. But others....it seems increasingly unlikely.”

You say “Hmm, I speak to that in my latest story.”

You whistle innocently.

Deshana says “the queen isn't interested in knowing that things are getting worse. so it is unlikely that evermeet will muster the notice to fight back.”

You nod.

You say “Until too late”

Deshana says “Halflings are fighters.. scarppy little creatures.. I believe they will fight because if nothing else, ti'd be damn uncomfortable to survive and see what happened to our world.”

Pibel says “halflings will fight”

You say “True. And the gnomes. Those not seduced by the ingenious mechanical golems.”

Deshana says “gnomes may need to be dragged out of their libraries and made to touch the monliths one at a time but they too will fight.”

You shrug helplessly.

Pibel says “halflings always come to the call of their tall breathern”

Pibel says “at least in times of need”

Deshana says “elves are the only question here...”

You say “Aye , they will fight. In the end. At the last minute.”

Pibel says “well most times that is”

Pibel says “elves are always the question no?”

You say “As long as there's a chance at looting, eh, Pible?”

Pibel agrees with you.

Deshana says “as to the drow.. some are bound to Trobriand by geas, some betray and play with him as they wish.”

Deshana says “Trolls and ogres will fight because that is all they know.. Illithids are arogent as hell but will see the vileone revealed as a challenged to their minds and fight him because in their world they are the only mansters.”

Artikerus tells you 'Ye should have known waterdeep ain't fer nothin' to get inta. Meself was tellin' ye that ye fool headed fluter tooter.” (He had just read my Monoliths #4c story.)

Deshana says “Orcs like the trolls will fight, and the dark dwarves have had their fill of slavery long since.”

You place a wicked grin on your face.

You say “Always nice to have dependable allies.”

Pibel snickers softly.

You say “And the dragons?”

Deshana says “as always will fight for themselves or others.. Tsakchanar at least has.... reaching contacts among the.. higher ups.”

You say “As an elder dragon, one would think _she_ would be a...higher up”

Deshana says “I think they too will be divided in armies.. metallic and chromatic and no doubt Bahamut and Tiamat are feeding thier priests with visions as well.”

You say “Lovely. The perfect chance for chaos, should all those armies come together.”

You shrug helplessly.

You say “Of course, if they don't....”

Deshana says “in such fury that a mountain became a crater..”

You say “We have too many mountains, anyway”

Deshana says “this too..”

You sigh loudly.

Deshana says “Gurns.. have you ever heard that life eventually comes full circle?”

You shrug helplessly.

You say “I suppose. I have never understood that. I'm more of a "you can't set foot in the same river twice" kinda guy.”

Deshana says “and if I told you all of this has happened before?”

You say “The fight of mortals and dragons against the Vile One? That is history.”

You say “I wasn't there.”

Deshana says “the histories are fragmentary so old they are.”

Deshana says “and does not the realms we inhabit have its own life?”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh. Rothe got yer tongue ya halfbreed horn snorter?”

You say “Beyond the life we give it, we people and animals and plants and gods?”

You tell Artikerus 'I'm busy chatting with a lady. You wouldn't understand.”

Deshana says “the earth nderus lives and nurtures.. in the end it is as alive as you are.”

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus tells you 'Feh wonderin' if its that same lovely elf maiden who did do be givin' me a dance ....”

Deshana says “it is a different life.”

Deshana says “but where did you think druids get their magic?”

You tell Artikerus 'Sneak into Waterdeep and find out”

You shrug helplessly.

Deshana says “we talk to plants with ease simply because plants are directly rooted to Toril.”

You say “Druid magic? From your god.”

You say “And of all the druids, only you feel the need of our mother, Toril?”

Deshana says “gods are somthing of an afterthought, another item in the balance we try to keep. my first duty is to Toril, my second is to Eilistraee.”

Karae hefts his sword up, and rests it upon his shoulder

Karae says “my duty belongs to Torm”

Deshana gets a decidedly odd expression on her face.

Deshana says “Gurns do you happen t have a meeting schedualed with a colourful dwarf?”

You say “Not scheduled. He seems to think he wants to talk to me. Or that I want to talk to him.”

You say “As far as I can tell, he knows even less than I.”

You say “Although he does have a certain way with words.”

Deshana says “it might bwise to discuss what we have talked of with him.”

You say “Hmm”

You sigh loudly.

Deshana says “i m not yet prepared to fac the underdark again..”

Deshana says “a I fear must go again”

You say “Well, I would not meet him there either, but I will do you this favor, Lady.”

You say “Fare you well, Lady.”

Karae starts casting a spell.

Karae utters the words, 'abrazak”

Bands of magic armor wrap around you!

You comfort her.

Karae says “to protect you on your way storyteller”

Deshana gives you a great big, warm hug.

You give her a great big, warm hug.

Deshana says “hunt well”

Deshana flies east.

You say “Hunt well, she says. With no target.”

You sigh loudly.

You tell Artikerus 'Hmm? I see no mention of you sneaking into Waterdeep.”

You tell Artikerus 'Glad to see that you finally figured out how to get the monoliths to reveal their visions to you. Better late than never.”

Artikerus tells you 'If'n a troll can be makin' it into yer gates, then what thinks yer human sides can be keepin a sneakster supreme such as meself out?”

Artikerus tells you 'feh”

You tell Artikerus 'Oh, perhaps the fact that I've never seen one of your kind in the city.”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh like we'd be showin' off fer you halfbreeds.”

You tell Artikerus 'Heh. Showing off? What else do you do?”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh I rule nations and lead wars. I am the scourge of dwarfs and the briber of officials. I be all that ye be fearin' n' more, yet I be yer best bet to be savin' these realms and ye be knowin it to damn well!”

You tell Artikerus 'Bah. You rule nothing, barely your own wretched hide. Or do the fleas rule that?”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh. I ruled once. I've ruled twice. I've ruled Gloomhaven three times. And, if'n I want it, I'll rule again”

You tell Artikerus 'You wanted it. You didn't get it back.”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh nah. I be havin' eyes bigger n' that now.”

You tell Artikerus 'Oh? Looking at your lunch?”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh. Maybe I'm fer hirin' drows and takin Waterdeep:P”

Artikerus tells you 'See. that shut yer trap. i'm too much of a mystery fer yer knowin it all tail”

You tell Artikerus 'Well, I was trying to figure out how you could hire drow to take Waterdeep, when all the drow are working for themselves, or Trobriand, already.”

Artikerus tells you 'so ye think.”

You tell Artikerus 'Then I realized you were just babbling.”

You tell Artikerus 'However, we should meet, and talk. I've been requested to give you some information.”

Artikerus tells you 'Feh seems like yer more curious”

Artikerus tells you 'but ne'er'thless i'm on me way”

You tell Artikerus 'Like I'll be ready to share it this soon. I still don't understand...er, have it organized, myself.”

You tell Artikerus 'Ah, well, if now is a good time... *shrug*”

Artikerus tells you 'feh it'll take me a moment. stout legs n' all. I'll tell ya when i'm near.”

You tell Artikerus 'And are we meeting in BG, or you actually going to show me how you can sneak into Waterdeep?”

Artikerus tells you 'you be stayin in Waterdeep. I'll be there.”


After an interval….

(While I was waiting for Arti to get near Waterdeep, Nilan told me he liked my recent stories.)

You tell Nilan 'My thanks. Indeed, I have a few more to add. For I have chatted again with the Lady Deshana, and am evidently about to meet with Artikerus.'

Nilan tells you 'yes i told the dwarf to seek you out...though i thought it best if i not be present'

You tell Nilan 'He claims he can sneak into Waterdeep. We shall see.'

Nilan tells you 'he cant even find his way outta the underdark'

You tell Nilan '*chuckle*'

Nilan tells you 'you spoke to deshana?'

You tell Nilan '*shrug* The Lady Deshana asked me to impart some information to him.'

You tell Nilan 'Twice, now.'

Nilan tells you 'she despises me doesnt she'

You tell Nilan 'Perhaps. It is hard to say exactly what she feels.'

Nilan tells you 'we havent met or spoken since...the day i chose to follow my god for my people'

You tell Nilan 'Yes, she said you had banished her from your presence.'

You tell Nilan 'And that you had claimed that she was false to you from the start. Hmm, something like that.'

Nilan tells you 'shrug...her interpretation of my choice'

You tell Nilan 'Perhaps. As I said, hard to say exactly what she feels.'

Nilan tells you 'i feel nothing anymore...as i said her soul is free'

You tell Nilan 'Freer than most!'

Nilan tells you 'if we ever cross paths it shall prove...interesting'

You tell Nilan 'Heh. I think not. I think it will be politely and completely uninteresting.'

Nilan tells you 'then you know more than i'

Artikerus tells you 'bloody buffalos. why ain't you bloody killin n' eatin the beasties'

You tell Artikerus 'We leave them to annoy you.'

The Great Bazaar of Waterdeep
Exits: -N -E -W
A large worg prowls the darkness, it's eyes gleaming a deep red.
A worg misses you with its claw.
< 684h/684H 391p/391P 121v/126V T: Gurns TC: excellent E: worg EC: excellent P: std >
a worg is dead! R.I.P.

You attack a hobgoblin hunter, landing two hits.
A hobgoblin hunter misses a kick at your groin, you breathe lighter now.
< 684h/684H 391p/391P 126v/126V T: Gurns TC: excellent E: hobgoblin EC: few wounds P: std >

The commoner says 'Hi there! Hope you're havin' more luck than me!'
The commoner smiles at you.

You successfully pierce a hobgoblin hunter, his lifeless body falls to the ground.
a hobgoblin hunter is dead! R.I.P.

Artikerus tells you 'I'm makin' sure nobodys been robbin' me favorite restin' place. Are you comin' to chat or not'

You tell Artikerus ‘Sure, be there soon.'


A Tattered Patchwork Tent
Exits: -S
A tiny red pillow lies cast to one side.
A bright green pillow lies against the wall.
A large tasseled pillow lies nearby.
*Artikerus (RP) (Duergar) stands in mid-air here.

Curly black locks of coarse hair hang in several braids of different length, framing a hard face with equally varying scars. One scar runs across his left eye to his cheekbone, nearly closing the eye and discoloring the orb itself a dark brown. His other eye is milky-white in color, and both are set under thick black eyebrows. In the middle of his forehead is the tattoo of a large hammer pounding an open eye. On his pointed chin, a goatee in the shape of a "W" reaches around his mouth. His arms and legs are lined with muscles. His hands are gnarled and stubby, his fingernails are sharpened to small points on each of his fingers. He is missing his small pinkie - in it's place is the rest of his pinkie bone exposed from scarred over tissue where the original digit was lost.

Artikerus appears to be Duergar and is in excellent condition.

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' As ugly as i figgered.'

You say 'Just love what you've done with the place'

Artikerus mutters something disparaging about half-breeds. You only make out 'goblins n' faeries'.

Artikerus looks at you.

You say 'And that pink veil you're wearing, it's so cute'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus gets a bottle of duergar ale from his tattered silken sack.

You receive a bottle of duergar ale from Artikerus.

Artikerus gets a bottle of duergar ale from his tattered silken sack.

You say 'And your over all color scheme is remarkable'

Gurns drinks from the bottle.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I try to match me best.'

*cough* Yuck, try to cover your mouth next time!

Artikerus smirks.

You say 'Erk, ack.'

You say 'Good ale!'

Artikerus takes a large swallow.

Artikerus nods.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' The best damnedest ale in the realms.'

Gurns takes a cautious sip from the bottle.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Blindhammer specialest recipe.'

Artikerus nods at himself, reassuring himself that he's ok.

You say 'Indeed.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' So.'

You say 'So.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' The dark elf is all in a tiff.'

You say 'Yes?'

You say 'His city is going to be destroyed.'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus nods.

You say 'So say the visions'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' One less trash dump.'

Artikerus shrugs helplessly.

You say 'And when it happens to Gloomhaven, then what?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bah! let it. I'll even be askin' the beasties to lemme kill that traiterous half derro surface dwarf brother goblin kissin bum of a king they got now fer em!'

Artikerus grumbles loudly and takes another large gulp of the ale.

You say 'You know, shorter nouns would make it a lot easier to understand what you're saying.'

Artikerus grumbles incoherently about something or other.

You say 'I'm not surprised they kicked you off the throne, who could understand your decrees?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' If'n you knew the orc kissin goblin sprayer you'd be understandin!'

You say 'Fortunately, I'm an only child.'

You say 'As far as I know.'

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

Artikerus looks puzzled.

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' You tryin' to be funny fluter tooter?'

You say 'I'm always trying to be funny. It's just that sometimes my audience can't keep up.'

You pat Artikerus on his head.

Artikerus growls menacingly.

You say 'Ooo, I'm a fluter tooter, now!'

You detach from reality for a moment, pondering.

You say 'Don't know which I like better, toter or tooter'

You say 'All right, I'm supposed to tell you stuff. What do you already know.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' And what about you. Ye ain't bein scurred about yer lil' city in the greens bein' burnt to a crisp? Or are ye only claimin' yer goblin-kin heritages and rootin' fer ole watertrash?'

You say 'About the monoliths, visions, and that sort of thing.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'I'm a bard, I'm totally capable of believing two opposite things at the same time.'

You say 'So I firmly believe the visions are true, and Waterdeep will be attacked. But I also am sure it won't happen.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'm knowin that humans n' elves n' darkie faeries are gonna be in fer one helluva fire storm if'n they don't stop whatever n' the nine hells is comin.'

You nog at yourself.

You say 'I think it's more than that. Have you heard of the Vile One?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' And ..o'course Nilan came runnin' to meself fer guidance and saviourness an' all.'

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Vaguely. I do be rememberin' Vile One from my tiff with those damnable rings.'

You say 'It has been said that the Vile One is Ao's opposite.'

You say 'And that he's back, and free.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An' who'da let that beastie out then?'

You say 'The...little scirmish with Orcus was a warm up.'

You say 'Ah, well that's a good question. I wasn't there.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh. Orcish was like e'ery other orc I e'er met. Half goblin an' half wettin' i's pants when I saw 'im.'

You say 'But there was a crystal that was supposed to seal him up more tightly? But it was corrupted.'

You say 'Demon. Orcus was a demon.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' And them bloody stones be tellin' ye this?'

You say 'I realize it's hard for anyone to see the difference.'

You say 'Not the stones. Never you mind where I've heard this.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' ....Ever I will, dammit. Spill yer chops.'

Artikerus grumbles incoherently about something or other.

You say 'Where was I? Oh, yes, the Vile One escaped the prison he'd...it'd?...let's say he'd been sealed in, long, long ago.'

Artikerus finishes the rest of his ale in several large gulps, then tosses the bottle out the tent flap. There is an audible crash of broken glass.

You say 'Some say that Trobriand was behind this. Some say that Tsakchanar was fooled.'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An what in the nine hells is a trollbrained?'

You say 'Trobriand.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' er a Zakchainer.'

Artikerus peers around intently, looking for something.

You say 'My, you are out of touch. Even worse then me. I'm...surprised.'

You say 'Trobriand is a mage. Some say an apprentice of Halaster. Some say the Mad Mage himself in disguise.'

You say 'If you've seen the visions, you've seen the mechanical...insects?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bah. I been down in the bowels o' the bowels o' the bowels of the Underdark fer months. An' when I'm gettin back me own clan is traiter'ifyin me and tryin' to keel me. I cain't be knowin' the worldy ways with'n all that.'

You say 'Evidently Trobriand is responsible for those.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh. nasty buggers they looked.'

You say 'The, um, mechanicals are...brought to life by the souls of people he has captured.'

You say 'Or something like that. I didn't hear details. I don't really care to know them.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh thats a lot of help'

You say 'Some say Trobriand was responsible for corrupting the crystal, and thus causing the Vile One to be released.'

You say 'However, there is at least one tale that says he tried to warn Tsakchanar that the crystal was corrupted.'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An' so why ain't ye and yers findin' this Trollbrain and keelin' him?'

You say 'Me? I'm a bard.'

You say 'Others? i hear that both Cirath and Nilan are eager to have a chat with him'

Artikerus mutters, 'coward.'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus rolls his eyes.

You say 'But oddly enough, I think they do mean a conversation'

Gurns scratches his head.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Those two couldn't fight their way out of a goblin den if'n the nanny had already' ate'n the pups!'

You say 'Yes, yes, I'm sure you could best them both, with your brains tied behind your back. Oh, wait, that's where your brains already are.'

Artikerus pulls out his unused thinking cap, and begins to think.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Hey!'

Artikerus growls menacingly.

Artikerus glares icily at you, you feel COLD to your bones.

You say 'Tsakchanar is a dragon. Evidently very old, the child of one of the dragons who helped imprison the Vile One in the first place.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' What kind o' dragon?'

You say 'She was the one who led the heros to try to re-seal the prison.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'Big?'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Shimmergloom was big.'

Artikerus nods.

You say 'I haven't seen either of them, I've got no idea.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh.'

You say 'Now, Trobriand is supposedly working with drow to try to...something...Waterdeep. Destroy it? Conquer it?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Fer one who knows of these things, yer not fer exposin' yer tail very much to see it rightified.'

You say 'Pardon? That wasn't clear, even to me?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh e'en the drow know trashdeep ain't worth conquerin'.'

You say 'It has been suggested that Trobriand wants to conquer UM, and take over its magics.'

You say 'So if Waterdeep is destroyed, that entrance is safe. or safer'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'Of course, if Trobriand is really Halaster in disguise, doesn't he already control UM?'

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

You say 'You still haven't explained that comment.'

You say 'And as an insult, it wasn't one of your better ones.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Wan't Halistar an mage of illusion's n' tricks?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bah yer a coward who knows things. Leave it at that ye whool brained pity piper.'

You say 'Somebody said "portals". I don't know.'

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

You say 'I'm meeting with you, aren't I? That's brave, isn't it? Why, coming here thru the stench alone was enough for a dozen brave men.'

You say 'They are also plenty of golems in UM, including one of crystal, which seems suspicious, but I'm the only one who thinks so.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh golems can be made out o anythin.'

You say 'Hmm, what else... That's pretty much the background.'

You say 'Now the monoliths....'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bleh!'

Artikerus nods.

You say 'Well, you've seen the visions.'

You say 'They're all like that. Death and destruction. Just different places.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I've seen one'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An' none o the others' speak o' the Underdark?'

You say 'There are a couple of monoliths that aren't yet ... active?'

You say 'None of them speak of the Underdark. But think on this: They were created by a priestess of Selune. What could she see? What can the moon see?'

You say 'So perhaps the Underdark is at equal risk, but the priestess just couldn't see it.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh. but all o the monoliths that've been found are in the surface?'

You say 'Or perhaps those visions are for later. I hear there are 3 left.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'Priestess of Selune, again. She's going to put her monoliths underground, where the moon can't touch them?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' 3 monoliths?'

You say '3 that have yet to reveal their visions, there are 7 in all'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' 3 monoliths left, two of which yer knowin of, an' one missin, and three visions to be seein'

You say 'That are known by your friend, Nilan'

Artikerus begins to ponder on something.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Halaster.'

Artikerus pulls out his unused thinking cap, and begins to think.

You say 'All of them have shown 3 visions, except the first. Although some of the 3 visions are sometimes related'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'm knowin' that thats a mage o illusions. Damnable mage....he was the one who taught that ringbearer Jalahon.'

You say 'Halaster taught Jalahon? Hmm, Jal doesn't speak of it.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Ye e'er ask him?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Ask 'em who he got that damnable soul ring from.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'I was...elsewhere...during those times.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Well. Who'n better to ask about Halaster than his apprenticin'?'

You say 'A good thought.'

Artikerus smirks.

You say 'Hmm. What else is going on?'

Artikerus shrugs helplessly.

You say 'There's the riddle of the horses.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Imposter on Gloomhaven's throne.'

Artikerus shrugs helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Horses?'

You say 'There has been a vision, a vision in which it has been seen that the herds of paladin mounts, the packs of dire raider mounts, and the...well, whatever the mounts of anti-paladins run in...that those things are diminshing.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' nightmares..'

You say 'The paladins, antis, and dires have been summoning them faster than they can be born.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' evil buggers.'

You say 'And rather than returning them, have just...left them.'

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An' thats a threat to the realms?'

You say 'The vision said that, at this rate, the mounts would not be available, when the Final Battle comes.'

You say 'Soon.'

You say 'Not my vision, so....'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Paladin's ain't nothin but scourges to the realms anyways.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' And bloody goblins on their lil' pups.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'I was asked to pass it on, I did.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bah at least Menzoberranzan uses good subterr'anean lizards. Like the duergar do.'

You say 'There's probably more, let me think.'

Artikerus taps his foot impatiently.

Artikerus looks at you.

You say 'Ah. The Zhentarim think they've ressurected Bane.'

You say 'Except that it's the Vile One.'

You say 'Inside a golem.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Fagh'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Zhentil again?'

Artikerus grumbles incoherently about something or other.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I shoulda raided them orc lookin spittle grabbers back when I had that damnable ring.'

Artikerus grumbles incoherently about something or other.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An yer sayin' the Vile One is a golem now?'

You say 'Oh, did I leave that out?'

You say 'As the heros and Tsakchanar attempted to re-seal the Vile One's prison, Trobriand appeared with a giant golem.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bloody hell ya durned half-breed. Rack that skinny head o' yers - what else are ye fergettin to clue me in on.'

You say 'That's when some say he attempted to warn them to stop.'

You say 'Why he brought the golem, no one knows.'

You say 'But when the Vile One burst his bonds, he took over the Vile One, and departed.'

You say 'I'd say "escaped", but I'm not sure how much danger he was in.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' the Vile One took over the Vile One?'

Artikerus boggles at the concept.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Yer speakin' in circles elf...err human...errr you.'

You say 'Bah, the Vile One took over the golem.'

Artikerus nods.

You say 'Your animal magnetism has gotten me all a-flutter.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Calm yerself. Ain't a man alive seen the great kings trophy an' his wee nasties. I do be savin' em only fer the ladies.'

You say 'Nobody seems to know where he is, although many suspect Zhent Keep'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh so lets go get 'em then.'

You say 'Wonderful. You, me, and what army?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Not'n that I mourn fer that pile o garbage, but I'm definitely o' the mind that if'n we had gone after that beastie Orcus sooner, the bearers wouldn't blown up Bloodstone Keep.'

You say 'Probably not.'

You say 'Again, who's going after the Vile One?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh whoever. We got too rogues. An' one o 'em is even a Drow. Why don't we send them two lover birds to go assassinatize Trollbrain?'

You say 'This is a god. I don't think you can assassinate a god.'

You say 'Not if you're a mortal, anyway.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh he got flesh n' skin ain't he?'

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

You say 'Golem.'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' So dispel 'em.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Vergadain do be gettin' stronger fer me.'

You say 'Even a flesh and blood god probably can't be assassinated by a mortal.'

Artikerus shrugs helplessly.

You say 'Who?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Vergadain'

Artikerus twists his right arm, pointing at the tattoo of a golden coin that seems to shimmer.

That's incredible! Too incredible to believe.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Me own lil' answer to Nilan's Vhaerun.'

You say 'Ah.'

You say 'And are you, um, equally... Well, I don't know the right word.'

Artikerus raises an eyebrow. Whats this?

Gurns scratchs his head.

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'Possessed.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I ain't had this kind o' priestly power since Shimmergloom took Mithril Hall an' I was leadin' the minin' companys down those halls.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I ain't no damned fanatic whool brained zealot with me head stuck up my gods rear end like that fool elf.'

You say 'Nilan is acting a bit odd these days, I figure it's the god.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bah. the fool elf is just strange.'

You nod.

You say 'Not like this, he's not.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' You name another drow thats bed a surface cleric an' a surface druid.'

You say 'That's not strange, just lucky.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Not fer a drow unless ye missed yer racism classes back when ye learned yer manners.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Most drow'd be just as eager to slay a halfie like yerself as they would a full blood elf.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'Most times, they don't seem to think it worth the effort.'

Artikerus looks you up and down.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' ya, they're prolly right.'

Artikerus smirks.

You say 'I guess my blood doesn't work so good, wherever they want to use it.'

You say 'And of course, there's my sparkling wit and charm, to protect me.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' So. what now then halfie?'

Artikerus sits down in a comfortable spot.

Artikerus lets out a large, resounding burp.

You say 'Hmm, two more things, I guess.'

You say 'There's been a suggestion that the wise man at the top of Thunderhead Peak might be good to talk to. I think that's for me, but the specifics of "tell Artikerus" were a bit lacking. So I pass that on.'

You say 'Finally, it's altogether possible that Deshana is an Oracle.'

Artikerus groans loudly.

Gurns scratches his head.

You say 'Along with that other possible Oracle who might or might not be about.'

You say 'You know, the half-drow that appears in the monolith visions.'

Artikerus nods.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' The screamin' wench that grabbed meh.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' But I'm not fer wantin' to go up to thunderhead and see that loon again.'

You say 'Pardon? Oh, at the end of the visions.'

You say 'Again?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Same bloody loon we talked to about those damned rings'

You say 'Yes. I hear he was responsible for making them?'

Artikerus shrugs helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I just know e'erytime I spoke to him bloody red mages came tossin' spells.'

You say 'Which leads me to wonder... If he made them, and they caused all that trouble, why would anyone trust him?'

You say 'Something you said?'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I just know he knew where the rings were, and the ring 'e had chose me as its bearer.'

You say 'And ate your soul.'

You say 'Nice fellow.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Ain't no damn ring ate my soul'

You say 'No? Nothing there to eat?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' We join'ed it and Nilan had 'em raise those two dead kids an' what fer '

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' And then they went to go beat up Orcus.'

You say 'Ah.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'That's what I know. More or less.'

Artikerus nods.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Not much more 'n what I already did.'

You say 'Oh, the suggestion was made that your gods might be sending visions to someone'

You say 'Visions about disaster in the Underdark'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' My god?'

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

You say 'You know, all of the evil race gods.'

You say 'Or at least, some of them'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'I'm dubious, you folks don't seem much on prophecies.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Ye don't even know who Vergadaine is.'

Artikerus snickers softly.

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'Some dorf'

Artikerus smirks.

You begin singing.
You finish a verse of the song of revelation.

A Tattered Patchwork Tent
Exits: -S#
A tiny red pillow lies cast to one side.
A bright green pillow lies against the wall.
A large tasseled pillow lies nearby.
Artikerus (RP) (Duergar) sits resting in mid-air.(Red Aura)

Artikerus holds his hears.

You stop your song.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh quit squawkin' you fool.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' This ain't yer concert hall an' I ain't no payin' customer you minstrel of misery.'

Artikerus mutters something under his breath.

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'And what do you know that I don't?'

You say 'About this matter'

Artikerus shrugs helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Nothin' I 'spect.'

You say 'I'm sure you have just oodles of useless information about your supposed sexual escapades, but I'm not interested in fiction'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

You say 'Lovely.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'm fer goin' after Trollbrain.'

You shrug helplessly.

You say 'I've no idea where he is.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' An' I'm thinkin' yer goin' be in the front lines.'

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

You say 'I have no idea.'

You say 'I don't even know where the lines are! Or who’s drawing them.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' No..'

You grumble incoherently.

Artikerus begins to swoon in place. He points his fingers in all directions, waving them around in circles.

Artikerus winks at you,peeking through one half-opened eye lid.

You say 'Other than the Vile One, Tsakchanar, and Trobriand. None of whom are talking to me.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'm gonna prophecize.'

Artikerus waves his hands in slower, and wider circles, until they point directly at you. He flicks at your nose.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I prophecize yer gonna be right up there with me.'

Artikerus opens the flap.

You say 'You, on the front lines? I'd have to be there to record that marvel.'

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I've led more battles than you've had birthdays.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

You say 'We're not talking about your battles trying to get a woman to lay with you.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Agreed.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' We're talking about my many battles killin' elves n' dwarves n' orcs n' goblins.'

You say 'Ah, yes. You talk about them a lot. No one else does.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Few are alive to tell.'

Artikerus glares icily at you, you feel COLD to your bones.

You say 'No doubt it's because you killed them all, yes, I thought so.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Yer supposed to be a reknowned bard. Ye ain't knowin the history o Clan Blindhammer?'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Iduna flies in from the south.

Iduna peers around intently, looking for something.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Killed? nay, not all o' em. Outlived though.'

Artikerus scratches at an itch.

You say 'I don't know the histories of the minor clans, no.'

Artikerus looks at Iduna.

Iduna says 'I took a great risk getting here.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Minor?'

You smile at her.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh'

Iduna beams a wide smile at you.

You say 'What?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' The Greatest Clan in the history of the Duergar'

You squint your eyes and peer at her.

You say 'What's going on, Iduna?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' And my success with the ladies is more than what you jest you woolbrained harp gutter.'

You say 'Iduna, Artikerus. Artikerus, Iduna.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' This lass an' her sister will attest to that.'

You say 'He claims to be an ex-king'

Artikerus swats at you like a fly! You must be bugging him.

Iduna raises an eyebrow. Whats this?

You say 'He claims a lot of things.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I know this 'un you brandy faced goblin spittle hopper!'

Iduna says 'well I still consider him the King.'

You say 'Yes, but does she know you?'

Artikerus smirks, teasing you!

Iduna says 'we have met.'

Artikerus nods.

You say 'No, no, now he'll never shut up about that!'

Iduna says 'quite a few times..'

Iduna chuckles politely.

Artikerus shoots a very smug smirk at Gurns.

You say 'I'm sorry for you, Iduna.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Iduna chuckles politely.

Artikerus looks at Iduna.

Iduna says 'No need hes always been a gentlemen.'

Iduna beams a wide smile at you.

You gasp in astonishment.

Iduna beams a smile at Artikerus.

You say 'Him?'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' You leave that fool of a husband yet Iduna?'

Artikerus smirks, teasing you!

Iduna says 'we arent married..yet'

Iduna says 'but husband is fitting.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' See you nitpicking skinny necked halfy, I'm mor'n ye ever knew.'

Iduna smiles happily.

You say 'You sure you're not mistaking him for...for...well, I don't know for who, there's no mistaking him for ANYone else.'

Artikerus snorts derisively at Iduna.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'll change that yet, don't ye be doubting.'

Iduna chuckles politely at Artikerus.

You say 'He wanted to know what I knew about the monoliths and things.'

You say 'Like he didn't already know'

Artikerus snickers softly.

Artikerus clambers to his feet.

Artikerus gooses Iduna.

Artikerus stretches, in an attempt to relax his body.

Artikerus whistles innocently.

You say 'But, I was asked to do this, as a favor. Not for him. So I did.'

Artikerus sits down.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'm wonderin' who ye keep sayin' 'askeded' of you.'

Artikerus squints his eyes and peers at you. Wonder what he thinks?

You say 'Do you need to know? I think not. Let it be a mystery.'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Iduna nods.

Iduna raises an eyebrow at Artikerus.

Iduna rubs her tush.

Iduna says 'Fresh'

Artikerus smirks.

You say 'Of course, he claims to know nothing more than I.'

Artikerus gets a bottle of duergar ale from his tattered silken sack.

Iduna begins to ponder on something.

You say 'Which is, naturally, a lie. But we'll let it pass.'

Artikerus gives a bottle of duergar ale to Iduna.

Artikerus winks at Iduna.

Iduna says 'Artikerus always knows more then he lets on..'

You say 'Good ale, though.'

Iduna says 'ohh'

Iduna smiles happily.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Feh lets just call it a mystery then.'

Artikerus smirks, teasing you!

You flash a wicked grin at him.

Iduna says 'Thank you Arti.'

Artikerus nods at Iduna.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Me special blend.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Save some fer yer sis and we'll retire to a cabin nearby.'

Iduna looks nervous.

You say 'Just remember, you offered me a job.'

Iduna smirks.

Artikerus raises an eyebrow. Whats this?

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Whut job?'

Iduna says 'a job?'

You say 'Forgotten already?'

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

You say 'Tsk, tsk, no wonder you're no longer a king.'

Iduna stares at the sky.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bein' me arrow shield ain't much of a job. I'm just wantin yer tail on the front lines so I can be sure yer not in kahoots with trollbrain like a typical halfie.'

You say 'No, no, not that job.'

You say 'Besides, I'm nowhere near big enough to shield that massive paunch of yours.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' bah then what job are you yammerin' about.'

Iduna sits down.

Iduna fidgets restlessly.

Iduna gets comfy.

You say 'Hmm, let's see if I can exactly remember...This may take a while, because your language is so...unique.'

Artikerus rolls his eyes.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' What can I say, I'm a bloody damned wordsmith.'

Artikerus smirks.

Iduna begins to ponder on something.

Iduna looks puzzled.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'm waitin halfie.'

Iduna says 'what job?'

Iduna tugs on your sleeve. Hey! Pay attention!

You say 'Ah, how drab. You left off the colorful descriptions, but said "I'll make ye my pet gleeman in my next stronghold."'

Artikerus snickers softly.

You say 'I thought it was more amusing than that, but....'

You shrug helplessly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Aye I do be rememberin' that. But I think yer wiley tongue be gettin ya sent to me quaggoths cage fer desert afore yer first tale.'

You say 'Um, how is that possible? Sending me away for something I said, before I say anything?'

You say 'No wonder you're an ex-king'

Artikerus begins to ponder on something.

Artikerus snorts lewdly.

Artikerus growls menacingly.

Artikerus clambers to his feet.

Artikerus's body grows to gigantic heights!

You raise your eyebrow at him. What's he up to?

Iduna blinks in disbelief.

You say 'Now I _really_ can't shield you.'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' I'LL be damn king again you skinny toothpick lookin' goblin strokin gnoll lovin orc handler!'

Iduna blinks in disbelief.

Iduna tries to calm Artikerus down.

You say 'Oh? When?'

You say 'After the Vile One returns, in force? There'll be nothing to be king of.'

Iduna sighs loudly.

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Let me catch that derro smellin' pole jumpin quaggoth turd runnin bastard son of a one headed ettin's runny droppin'! I'll put his head on a bloody god damned pike and mount it on me bloody throne!'

Artikerus grumbles in a surly voice, ' Bah'

You say 'Before then? You t

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