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((Considering I'm not going to be in game for a bit, I've considered doing a board adventure. Anybody can join in, so long as they can roleplay it fairly well.))

In an unknown place near the sea, dark clouds are seen overhead. A ruin is also present in this clearing near the sea, an ancient ruin. There are five pillars surrounding a sixth pillar, larger than the others. On the five pillars are unknown runes inscribed. On the sixth pillar, the being known as Vahkos Nosral is impaled with a simple but sharp spear through the chest. He is several feet above the ground, and his hands, impaled by two large daggers, are at at his hips.

A note with odd looking letters are on the town walls...

"I am everything, I am nothing, bring everything the dark cloak, bring nothing the silver dagger. I await you to the north."

Another note is pinned below the first one. It appears to be a riddle...

"I am of the other world, the world where souls reign imprisoned. I may be hated by most, but that doesn't matter as long as I have a strong contact. What am I?"

It's almost as if the crow who delivered these messages is smiling in glee.

Armil with his hawk, Scran perched on his shoulder were walking along the shoreline on the north of the island suddenly comes across the ruins he had only noticed a few months earlier, but it always seemed that there was a reson he shouldnt be near, always something else to do, or just remembered something he forgot, and othertimes wasnt even there. Now it was visible a good distance away, but there was something different now, a few rocks seemed to be reddish, and there was a man somehow pinned to a rock. As Armil ventured forward he noticed that the man pinned to the rock was the man he at one time knew as bloodhearte, but then again he hadnt seen him in many months.

((Ovbiously i'm going to need more information to continue))

Oddly enough, the message of the riddle is released by its bounds and begins to float gently in the wind. After a while of traveling, it lands at Armil's feet.

"I am of the other world, the world where souls reign imprisoned. I may be hated by most, but that doesn't matter as long as I have a strong contact. What am I?"

Berengar smiles and pulls his sword out of a huge dead body that seems to be a bear, not much smaller than a nearby tree."Finally got ya...", he thinks, and produces a knive to take the bear's fur.He looks up and notices some strange rocks he had never seen before. Suddenly he hears a voice from the rocks and quickly hides behind a tree. He carefully sneaks closer...




((Finally a board quest , I m not able to play for a while either...
By the way, sorry for lack of style or any mistakes, english is not my mother tongue.))

Paul, surveying the coasts in his raft laden with supplies, sees a storm ahead. Unable to escape the waves, he battens down his supplies as best he can, and waits it out. The waves push Paul onto the shore, by several big stones. He walks around the stones, seeing Bloodhearte posted to one.

You finally got what was coming for you, eigh? Well, life's a bitch.

Armil pulls out a dagger and threw it into Pauls shoe (non cutting his foot), and mutters "have some respect for the dead, last time I saw you you were one." "Now begone. This is none of your buisness."

Shortly after Paul dissappeared. Scran on a little general search swoops down to some rustling bushes and ends up landin on the ground right in front of Berengar scran startled quickly telepathically draws the attention of Armil then flies back into the air circling Berengar.

Paul feels something cut threw his new leather shoes and looks up. He looks angry as he sees Armil.

Keep your damned knives to yourself, unless you want one in the middle of your chest!

Berengar notices the frightened bird."Hmmm, a hawk...", he mumbles."Why did he land that close to me?Maybe..."Berengar quickly places a hand on his sword and looks around."I wonder where that little scout came from."

As Korg walks around the shoreline of the island not careing much of his surroundings....thinking of many problems he has. All of a sudden he hears a bird in the sky and sees it circleing above a bush and he thinks to himself, "Looks like the bird has some food for tonight."As he continues to walk for just a little bit more he starts to hear people yelling and shouting at each other. Korg rushes over to one of the strange looking stone pillars and peeks around it to see two men yelling and one hanging from a stone pillar in the middle. Korg knows one of the men as Paul Laffing.
Korg continues to just peek around the stone pillar as he watches these two men yelling at each other wondering why they would just stand there and scream at each other when there is a dead man stuck to the stone pillar there.
As soon as Korg sees the knife in Pauls shoe he walks out from behind the ston pillar and slowly walks towards Paul and the other man.

As the word is said, there is no response. Apparently, the phrase "Moshran" is incorrect. A voice rings through Armil's head...

"Object. It's an object."

The paper continues to waver slightly on the ground, the riddle everpresent.

Paul glances at the paper for a second and mutters

Mirror.

((Um paul the Object part was in my head, the paper was the riddle on the ground.))

((I know that... There is no need to inform me))

As Korg reaches the men he looks at both of them and then at the paper with the riddle on it and asks,"Is this what you two are fighting about and throwing knives at each other for?". Korg points at the paper and hopes they have atleast noticed him by now.

Oh, hi Korg. Havent seen you in a while.

And now that I remember that those special mirrors that sucked the life from people. Paul I think you right.

Armil stands in the same place and says "Mirror"

Protected from the shadow of some trees Berengar watches the two man and the orc. "Hmmm, moshran...mirrors... what the hell are they talking about? Maybe a dark ritual..." , he thinks and draws his sword. He carefully moves forward, but then he decides to watch them a little longer.

Korg watches both of them pulling the spears from the man on the pillar and but cant help to get confused. As Korg continues to watch them he asks in a confused voice,"Do you need help to bring the corpse down or shall i see to the stranger in the bushes?". Korg looks at them and wait for a reply.

Armil turns from pulling the spears out and says, "The stranger will come out soon, but I think you should go find him.

Both Armil and Paul manage to remove the bounds to which Vahkos is constrained to...the body falls, then lands on its feet. His head begins to rise again. He begins to speak...

"I must thank you for releasing me. Apparently, somebody was angered at me for the slaying of his brother, and bound me to this pillar with a 'riddle locking' spell. I can't remember well...perhaps it was Boremier."

He looks at his hand and curls it in then out, stretching.

"In any case, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill. You see, it's been very long since I had a soul or some bodily essence to feed on, and time passing has made me weak..."

Without another word, he begins to form a ball of flame between his hands, though he still wonders who he should engulf first.

((A dramatic board battle, anybody?))

Paul ducks and jumps into his boat, which is not too distant. He rows off toward the horizon.

((I think I'll pass ))