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Vega draws a circle into the air with her hands, while she begins to mumble
some arcane words.
The massive exciting male elf looks at the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Vega is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura.
You say to the black-bearded stocky male dwarf in xyllic: You should better
leave...
Pagan looks at the black-bearded stocky male dwarf.
Elebor looks at the black-bearded stocky male dwarf.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf whispers something to Quevven.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf says to Pagan in xyllic: you cannot give
me your word not to start a fight in Padorn when i leave?
The red-haired green-eyed female elf looks at the black-bearded stocky male
dwarf.
Pagan says in xyllic: And you better keep your mouth shut when adults talk.
The massive exciting male elf skips out west.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf looks at the black-bearded stocky male
dwarf.
The black-bearded stocky male dwarf whispers something to Pagan.
Margali says in xyllic: pardon, Pagan?
Vega's eyebrows rise slightly, as she weaves some symbols with her hands in
the air.
Vega looks at Margali.
Vega looks at the black-bearded stocky male dwarf.
Quevven smiles at the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Pagan looks at the black-bearded stocky male dwarf.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf kisses Quevven lovingly.
Pagan looks at the black-bearded stocky male dwarf.
Elebor sings in xyllic: to whom were you talking, Pagan ?
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: yes, to whom?
You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 9 O'clock.
Pagan says in xyllic: This dwarf.
A golden shimmering dragon appears in front of you
thundering with a deep voice:
'Zotan sent me to bring you this message.'
Yo! Livilla hat mir gerade gesagt, dass sie trotz dem locating
ausloggt, weil sie aus OOC Gruenden raus muss.
He blinks quickly with his eyes smiling at you.
Then the dragon flaps with his wings and is gone again.
Quevven hugs the red-haired green-eyed female elf warmly.
Elebor looks at Taraks.
Margali grins slightly.
Elebor smiles.
Quevven looks at Taraks.
Pagan hums a mystic melody.
A young ebony-skinned male elf dances in.
An ageless slender male elf dances in.
Pagan says in xyllic: Why should I give you my word, Thorsal. You wouldn't
believe me anyway.
The young ebony-skinned male elf smiles and greets you!
The demonic winged neuter creature silently greets the young ebony-skinned
male elf.
The chicken-like thin-legged neuter creature greets the young ebony-skinned
male elf.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf looks at the ageless slender male elf.
The young ebony-skinned male elf skips out east.
The ageless slender male elf skips out east.
Taraks whispers something to Pagan.
@reply Hm... hast du cestus das gesagt? der ist hinter ihr her...
You feel you have communed with the deities.
Quevven whispers something to the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Quevven smiles at the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Margali looks at thorsal
A golden shimmering dragon appears in front of you
thundering with a deep voice:
'Zotan sent me to bring you this message.'
ja, auch
He blinks quickly with his eyes smiling at you.
Then the dragon flaps with his wings and is gone again.
Quevven sings in xyllic: That's one for Pagan.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings to Pagan in xyllic: why not?
believing in god i do not believe in does not mean you have no honour.
Quevven smiles.
Pagan says in xyllic: And I am a free citizen, I can go whereever I want to.
A red-haired friendly female elf dances in.
Margali yells to the clean shaven green-eyed male elf in xyllic: would you?
believe his word?
The red-haired friendly female elf hugs Quevven.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf nods solemnly to Margali.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf whispers something to Quevven.
Quevven smiles at the red-haired friendly female elf.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: i would.
The red-haired friendly female elf skips out west.
Elebor sings in xyllic: well, Pagan, it is very simple .. I would believe you
once, if you break your word you are without honour, and then you are to be
slain like a dog, nobody will have merci with somebody who breaks his word of
honour !
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: but i will not leave
the town unprotected
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: without his word.
Pagan says in xyllic: Whom do you want to call, Elebor?
Quevven whispers something to the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Pagan says in xyllic: If I'd really betray you, I mean.
Vega feels much safer now.
Vega pokes the clean shaven green-eyed male elf in the ribs.
Vega ruffles the clean shaven green-eyed male elf's hair sweetly.
Elebor shrugs helplessly.
Vega smiles.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf raises his eyebrow at Vega.
Margali says in xyllic: well - Pagan has come here to talk it seems - he
shows his face like any of us, is that not enough for now?
Quevven whispers something to the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Margali grins evilly at Vega.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf looks at the sky.
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: no. some hours ago he
assaulted the orphans in the orphanage
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: i would let him here if
he gives me his word only.
Elebor sings in xyllic: might be you're powerful enough to kill me, Pagan, or
maybe you wouldn't manage , who knows .. but I don't want to fight, if there
is no reason to
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf nods solemnly to Elebor.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf whispers something to Quevven.
Margali nods solemnly to Elebor.
Pagan says in xyllic: I just explained to those teachers that they shall not
tell those poor children the lies about Rokoon or any other loathsome deity.
Quevven agrees with Elebor.
> remember clean shaven green-eyed male elf as thorsal
Your mind can't remember any more people.
Margali says in xyllic: now if all would think like that...
The clean shaven green-eyed male elf sings in xyllic: after all Pagan is no
outlaw. he can go whereever he wants
The red-haired green-eyed female elf smirks.
Margali raises her right eyebrow at Pagan
> forget taraks
Ok.
> remember clean shaven green-eyed male elf as thorsal
Ok.
// Uhm. Did I already mention that I'm a newbie? ;)
Margali says in xyllic: explained with the sword?
Margali sighs deeply.
Quevven slightly raises his eyebrow.
A weathered young male human arrives.
Pagan says in xyllic: Yes, I thought it would be a good moment to bring their
souls closer to Huitzilopochtli.
Margali says in xyllic: can't you understand that that is not the way to
treat people?
You frown. Is something wrong?
Thorsal sings in xyllic: but as his manners are somewhat rude for most
people...
Pagan says in xyllic: But some of those falconmen came and disturbed the holy
ceremony.
Margali says in xyllic: well Gelfling - being almost forceconverted by on of
your brethren is no joke either
// ... Being neutral is *one* thing... But this is *another* thing... *sigh*
// and I've been sooooooo quiet all the time... ;(
Bedwyr dances in.
Pagan growls.
Bedwyr skips out east.
You say in xyllic: We do not force others to worship Rokoon,.
Elebor sings in xyllic: so sorry, Pagan, at least that time I came in time
The red-haired green-eyed female elf laughs.
Vega's facial features become tense for a moment.
You're beginning to get a little thirsty.
Nothing to worry about yet, but you could drink something!
Quevven smiles at Elebor.
Pagan says in xyllic: You don't?
The weathered young male human leaves east.
Thorsal sings in xyllic: hmm. noone forced me at least
Pagan says in xyllic: I heard some rumours about guys called Cestus or
Tharion who do so.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: sorry but if i think i
often i was asked to come to rokoon was close to a force gnome
Thorsal sings in xyllic: i came on my own.
Margali says in xyllic: well - Gelfling - there is force and there is
force... and any forcing his or her way into my soul or me unto his or her
god - well, I don't think it's right
Wind arises.
The wind blows even more.
The wind circles around Vega.
The whirlwind whispers something to Vega.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: cestus slaughter
sleeping persons because of their god and weapons
The whirlwind dissolves.
You say in xyllic: I don't remember that anyone has ever been forced to
listen to our sermons...
The wind is gone.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: i call this not friendly
Margali says in xyllic: yes Cestus is indeed a rather peculiar 'friendly'
person
Pagan says in xyllic: Did you hear it? Even your guildmates admit that,
Thorsal?
Elebor looks at the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
Thorsal sings in xyllic: sure, Pagan
Elebor sings in xyllic: you're not wearing your headband, Acia
Pagan says in xyllic: Why is there an alliance between your guild and the
falconmen?
Vega smiles at the red-haired green-eyed female elf.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: i m no satai elobor
Oops, Pagan seems to have made a mistake.
Thorsal sings in xyllic: well, i am a faconman myself.
Quevven smirks.
Elebor sings in xyllic: so maybe you wanna rephrase that sentence, Pagan
You say in xyllic: well - we are only mortals. I cannot judge about sins my
brothers and sisters might have committed, but killing someone in his sleep
is certainly a sin I would not tolerate.
You're beginning to get a little thirsty.
Nothing to worry about yet, but you could drink something!
Vega raises her arms and mumbles some arcane syllables.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf sings in xyllic: so why i should wear a
headband ?
Elebor's facial features become tense for a moment.
Vega is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura.
The red-haired green-eyed female elf looks questionigly to elobor
Bedwyr dances in.
The whirlwind dissolves.
Bedwyr sings: Its words are hauled by mighty gales,
Bedwyr sings: Fly far away, and tell the tales!
The wind is gone.
Bedwyr sings: From mountains high and forests deep
Elebor sings in xyllic: in that case of yourse not, Acia
Bedwyr sings: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep
Bedwyr stops singing.
<OOC>: Elebor: Elebor please :))
You guess that it is around the 9. hour of this day !
A gray-eyed dour male elf dances in.
Pagan hums a mystic melody.