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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 2, 2015 0:31:42 GMT
"You must forgive me, it has been some time since I have been the one being questioned." Acacius leans forward, placing a hand on the desk as he rises. "The name of the girl is known to us both, let us quit this game. When you are ready to tell me where she is, tap this here on your desk," and he lifts his hand to reveal a signature on the desk in glowing light. Hands to his side, he teleports away.
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 4:57:46 GMT
As he disappears l, Shiela runs to grab him but it's too late. "That son of a bitch!" She yells looking at her desk, he ruined her desk! Shiela looks over the signature.
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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 2, 2015 5:04:28 GMT
The signature glows as the symbol did that night at the tavern and reads "Zoriah Quintas"
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 5:06:33 GMT
Shiela wats on the raven to return, it's tim to see what Zoriah wants to do
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 15:46:14 GMT
Upon its return, Shiela gives the raven a treat, cast the ritual spell from the book again, and as it takes hold she tells the raven to return to same place, and tells it to give Zoriah the message, "Please come to the temple, be discreet, just say my name to the cleric outside." And the raven flies off. Looking at her desk, Shiela gets mad, "blasphemous pompous asses." Is all she can think.
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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 2, 2015 19:44:11 GMT
Zoriah leaves her stronghold, pleased with the progress. Before leaving, she takes the staff gained from Myalani and seems to meditate on it. (1) She then makes a few hand motions and dissapers from sight. Making her way through the city easily, she comes to the temple. She she's a man standing in the courtyard looking at cleric roberts. Cleric Roberts does not seem to notice the man. Zoriah studies the man, she recognizes him as someone she's seen in the citadel at Crystaldale, but she never learned his name. Zoriah takes her chances and moves into the courtyard while pointing at Cleric Roberts. (2) "Cleric Roberts, this is Zoriah, do not be alarmed. I'm speaking to you telepathically because there is a man standing in the courtyard. I was instructed to come here and speak Cleric Blandersmith's name. Obviously right now, I cannot. Open the doors, call for a change in shift, and meet me inside once the doors are shut and the watch changed."
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 19:49:57 GMT
Cadet Roberts only yawns and stretches, he opens the door and yells, "Hey, someone make some coffee!" No one seems to answer so he steps in with the doors open and yells again. After awhile he starts mumbling things and closes the door, he takes a deep breath and says, "This is going to be a long night."
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 21:44:14 GMT
And with that he disappears.
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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 2, 2015 22:02:58 GMT
Zoriah moves around the man to the steps, watching him for any clues that he sees her. She reaches the steps, and stands out of the way of the doors.
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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 2, 2015 22:07:18 GMT
The man lifts an eyebrow in surprise, and turns, looking for the cleric.
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 22:16:31 GMT
From behind him he hears a voice, "Excuse me sir, but is there something I can help you with?"
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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 2, 2015 22:22:00 GMT
Without moving the man says, "no, thank you. I'm quite fine here."
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 2, 2015 22:42:02 GMT
The young man says, "Cleric Blandersmith insists that you learn a bit of manners, or learn to use the ones you have, and I know it's impolite to stare and not look at someone when they talk to you."
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Post by Johan/Zoriah on Jun 3, 2015 2:42:47 GMT
"An interesting trick. You bring up a good point, where are my manners." As Acacius finishes speaking, he reaches out a hand to touch a tree, turning into a table and chairs. "Perhaps you would join me for tea, if you have any, it seems I forgot to bring some, and tell me how a priest can move as you did, I'm very curious to learn."
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Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on Jun 3, 2015 2:52:41 GMT
Cadet Roberts gets a smile on his face, vanishes for just a few seconds and holds a teapot with steam and it smells of tea, and two cups, he places them on either end and pours two cups, sets the teapot down and motions for the man to sit, as he says, "My name is Damion Roberts, Oath sworn Cleric of the god Djundur, and like so many who are clerics, I had a life before swearing my oath with Djundur. I once served The God Gomo." He seemed to smile at himself, remembering the old days.
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