Drizzt put a hand to his cheek.. It was bleeding.
That little welch girl had cut him with her little sword... Well, it was kind of good anyways, it was a good wake up call to move on. The vampire had gotten a little carried away with the girl and the gnome. He gazed fiercly (sp?) at the gnome and started to walk off the ship...

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What do I think I can achieve through the Death Bringers? I could kill every leader in Gorges with them. I am not turning you away because of what you are. We are not going to war. We are influencing the war. Now if this concludes our talking, I will have to make you either forget the location of this place or swear in magic that you will never reveal the location of this place. Make your choice. Eran said to him.

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I was cured all right.

( I'm gone for two and a half days, and you post seven pages? Wow, this must be crazy! Is there any chance you can fill me in on what happened? And my character is for the Staragias. Jeese. Seven pages!)

( Carp! I might have to limit the posting I left for .....a day and y'all posted close to 6 pages! Carp! I don't have time to read this right now!I'll just have to assume that y'all are all atill in Longres and the fighting has somewhat subsided)

Falon looked in dismay upon his house and the smithey nxt to it. Destroyed, completely destroyed.
His bloodied hands skook on his shining swords hilt.
He walked over to where the rooms would have been and screamed out.
All were dead. His father his brother his cousin all dead and laid in a heap. A bright red fish laid on top of them
The fish was a aymbol of pain and suffering when laid on top a body.
Falon gripped his sword heavily as he scavenged all that was left in the smithey and the house.

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

Tyhon approached the gates slowly, ready to fire an arrow at the Ithillid if it did anything that looked suspiscious. "Greetings, Eran," he said, still not taking his eyes off the Ithillid. "I had come to see if perhaps you could answer me, because I saw the purple cloud on the ship, but it seems I found my answer without asking." He gestured towards the Ithillid with the last statement.

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Dar curled with an empty voice at the elves answer, well he would have thought that the elf would have realised that how his quest was so helpless when the gorges outnumbered the deathbringers in such a magnitude that not even their skills could help them. Or was he just stubborn? Not willing to show his weakness or was he not aware? Well it wasn`t a surprise how Dar was aware, but he chuckled amusedly before answering to the command.

And that would gain me what? Look I want the war to be over as much as you do, but since you happen to be so stubborn my help will go by

He said and began taking steps backwards away from the dispel area, he opened a new portal before gazing at them.

But if you need my help then just call for me and I might show up

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

[Yes, the fighting/battle is pretty much over, Gorges is pretty much demolished, and there is only one ship left out there, which my character is on by himself.]

Blayge tried not to look too relieved at the vampire's departure, although admittedly, now he faced another problem. He couldn't bring a ship back to Gorges all by his lonesome, and basically the only soldiers left where either prisoners of war or dead.

He only really had one option, (curse it.) He had to get to the shores of Longres (and inevitably be captured or killed) or... he could float about on this bloody ship until it fell to pieces and sunk.

At least he'd give the vampire a head start, and try to avoid ever meeting up with him again.

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"The piano is able to communicate the subtlest universal truths by means of wood, metal and vibrating air."

The soldiers from Gorges are pretty much demolished, that is, unless some catastrophe happened in their homeland while they attacked Longres...

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Tyhon stepped in front of the portal, the fletching of his arrow drawn as far back as his ear. "I wouldn't be going anywhere until Eran has had a chance to wipe your memory, if I were you," he said, deciding with a sinking feeling in his stomach that he would probably have to switch to his shortsword at this range. "Eran?" he asked, nodding towards the Deathbringer's archers. They might help to slow the Ithillid down, at least.

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Dar was willing to take his chances and charged trough the portal, he heard arrows fly and he closed the portal behind him as he entered. He layed now on the floor of his home and cursed with 3 arrows sunk in his back, he rippped them all one by one off. He in anger ripped aside his robes and ripped the arrows one by one out of his purple flesh, the purple skin bleeded of sticky blood.

He required rest and healing, no mere arrows were going to kill him that easily as ithillids were powerful beings or at least he is was far more greater than a normal. His chances of being a stronger breed had been amazingly minimal, but he had been lucky as he always said and laughed about it. He sat down upon his bed with the pieces of his shirt in his hand.

Fools, you ignore me and shoot me. There shall be consequences sooner than you can imagine

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Eran frowned and said, "I wish you hadn't ordered my archers to fire, old friend. I have the bad feeling that he might do something ultimately harmful to me." He then ordered Faris in their language. Faris nodded and repeated his orders as Eran retreated back to his throne room.

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I was cured all right.

an hour later Falon came out of the wreckage with three full lenght swords , a huge stack of stars( Falon's specialty in the shop), and a sack of daggers.
He fit them all neatly in his traveling pack and ran to find some way to divert his deppresion.

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

After Blayge was sure the vampire was out of sight, he dove into the water and began swimming, up and down, toward shore.

East coast, ya, east is my best bet. West will be guarded for sure. What a bloody rotten life this is, having to swim towards my enemies.

His back arched, and he went under... swimming like he was a part of the waves. The shore was in sight. His eyes scanned it desperately, wondering if he could get through with out being caught.

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Lol....I hadn't met for that to be taken as a signal to fire....if you notice, Tyhon didn't fire, he just warned Dar to wait, and the next statement was supposed to imply that it would help if Eran's archers backed him up, not necessarily just shot.

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Tyhon shrugged. "What's done is done." When the guards didn't make any move to stop him, he followed Eran up to the throne room. "That fellow is unusually strong for an Ithillid - most could not stop even one of my arrows. Do you have any idea of who he is or what he wants? He didn't talk to me." He snorted. That was one of the difficulties of having dragonhide armor - it could be hard to communicate with Telepaths.

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Falon ran behinfd a lone archer clothed in black.
' He shouldn't be on our side' he smirked as the thought entered his head.
Carfully he drew three stars our of his pack and with deadly persision he hit the man in the neck delivering a fatle blow

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"