Wheel of Time MUD

And done. All currently active WG members and participants in these logs tallied. Extra qps awarded to Aldwyn for posting these, as well as some editing qps for original posted. Whew.

Figured I'd post, since I'm doing all these Winger logs in an unusual and roundabout way. I'm first going through the entire actives list and tallying all the RP qps they were awarded in the past. Which sometimes requires deleting entries in people's notes, which is pretty time consuming.

I've done all the rank 7's and 8's to date, which probably have the most entries. Once all the actives have been done, I will go through the Winger logs and write down names to catch the RPers who are currently inactive then tally all their existing RP qps.

Then I'll award for posting these, separately. If I can deduce who posted/ edited originally and they're long logs, I'll award for that too. It's a bit of a mash up of the normal process, but it's being worked on.

Point of View: Racquel
Main character: Racquel

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In the Private Quarters
This is a very tidy room, lined with neatly made bunks and sparkling clean.
Jurien the Innkeeper must clean this area constantly. The floor is scrubbed
clean and the wood shines with a glowing patina from years of travel and
care. A few pieces of furniture stand in the center of the room to be used
by Wisdoms and students alike.
A board is mounted on a wall here.

A crumpled note lies on the floor.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
A small, somewhat rickety table wobbles on unsteady legs.
A chair made of red oak rests next to the table. [2]
An elaborately worked box stands here, ready to receive your vote.
The local wisdom is here, caring for the village.
Jurien the Innkeeper stands here inspecting the quarters.

Racquel staggers into the room, swaying a little.

glare jurien
You glare icily at her.

Racquel says 'Don't just watch me.

Racquel says 'Help me to my chambers.

Racquel takes Jurien's arm, leaning on her heavily as she crawls into bed.

nod jurien
You nod at her.

Racquel says 'Please have Neela bring me the teas I prepared.

shiver
Brrrrrrrrr.

Racquel watches as Jurien leaves.

Racquel closes her eyes, trying to ignore the pain in her side.

Racquel startles.

Racquel opens her eyes to Neela.

glare
You glare at nothing in particular.

Racquel says 'What, girl?

Racquel frowns as Neela stutters, 'I... I... I'm sorry, Mistress. I brought the teas you asked for. Should I not have woken you?'

sigh
You sigh.

Racquel says 'No, girl. You should have. Thank you. Leave them with me.

Racquel takes the various teas and boiled water as the girl leaves.

Racquel looks at the pouches on the bed.

Racquel purses her lips.

Racquel says 'Something for sleep. Something for pain.

Racquel carefully measures out the doses.

Racquel murmurs, 'It will have to be strong this time. But not too strong so as I...'

sniff
You sniff sadly. *SNIFF*

Racquel says 'Bah! Who am I talking to?

roll
You roll your eyes.

Racquel says 'Pull yourself together, woman!

Racquel prepares the tea and drinks it.

Racquel settles back into the bed and closes her eyes.

Racquel focuses on her breathing, doing her best to ignore the pain.

sleep
You go to sleep.

l
A Low-Ceiling Tent
Tassled cushions lay scattered about, upon a rich, silk carpet, which covers
the rocky ground beneath the tent. Stone or wooden bowls and plates are
arranged about the center of the floor in a circular pattern, filled with the
remains of a meal, which the gai'shain scurry about to clean.
An aiel Wise One is resting here.
An aiel Wise One is resting here.
An aiel Wise One is resting here.
[ obvious exits: N ]

blink
You blink your eyes innocently.

Racquel says 'Wise Ones.

Racquel joins the other women, taking her place in the tent.

Deserie says 'Welcome back, Child.

Racquel nods to Deserie.

Joleen says 'How do you fare?

sigh
You sigh.

Racquel says 'The pain gets worse, Wise One. I require more healing. The wound is open again.

Joleen nods gravely.

Joleen says 'I see. Well. You best show us.

nod
You nod in agreement.

rem cloak
You stop using a dark grey travelling cloak with silver lining.

rem bra
You stop using a red bra of lace and silk.

Racquel reveals her infected wound.

Deserie says 'Dear child, it looks worse than before. The infection is spreading...

nod
You nod in agreement.

Racquel says 'I know.

Racquel says 'Please... Do what you can.

Racquel watches as the Wise Ones share a look.

Joleen says 'Child, you must know we can not heal this from Tel'aran'rhiod. You need to seek us in the waking world.

Racquel says 'I'm afraid that is not an option I have. The Aiel Waste is too far for me to travel either on foot nor by other means. The sickness makes me too weak. And... I have other matters to attend... Theq...

Racquel trails off.

Deserie says 'You are no good to him if you are dead, child. Come. We will do what we can.

Racquel lays down in the tent, watching as the glow of Saidar surrounds the three women.

Racquel feels the warm flows of Saidar touch her.

Racquel closes her eyes, letting the healing work.

You are hungry.
You are thirsty.

Racquel opens her eyes as the warmth slowly recedes.

Racquel looks around.

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A Low-Ceiling Tent
Tassled cushions lay scattered about, upon a rich, silk carpet, which covers
the rocky ground beneath the tent. Stone or wooden bowls and plates are
arranged about the center of the floor in a circular pattern, filled with the
remains of a meal, which the gai'shain scurry about to clean.
An aiel Wise One is here, exhausted.
An aiel Wise One is here, exhausted.
An aiel Wise One is here, exhausted.
[ obvious exits: N ]

Racquel slowly stands up.

Racquel inspects her side, placing her fingers onto the now-healed scar.

Racquel says 'It's still a little dark. But the pain is gone.

Racquel says 'Thank you, Wise Ones.

You are hungry.
You are thirsty.

Joleen says 'Child, you know the sickness will return until you are healed properly. Don't leave it too long to come to us.

Racquel nods at Joleen.

Racquel says 'Yes, Wise One. Thank you all.

Racquel stands straighter.

You are hungry.
You are thirsty.

Racquel says abruptly, 'Now I must go.'

Racquel says 'I will return tomorrow as we arranged.

Racquel says 'Deserie Child. You must rest now. You know the sleep you have here is not the replenishing sleep you need.

Joleen says 'Yes Child. When did you last properly sleep?

sigh
You sigh.

You are hungry.
You are thirsty.

Racquel says 'I do what I must. I...

Racquel is cut off.

Racquel says 'Deserie You will go now and sleep. You will not waste the work we just spent on you.

sigh
You sigh.

You are hungry.
You are thirsty.

Racquel says 'Yes, Wise One. I shall seek a proper rest. Thank you once more.

You wear a red bra of lace and silk on your body.
You wear a dark grey travelling cloak with silver lining around your body.

open flap
Ok.

Racquel leaves north.

Outside a Narrow Opening
This close to the mountain, a narrow opening, like a doorway, is visible.
Rough-hewn slits are cut to either side, where an archer can easily pick off
anyone in the open area before it. Their appear to be more openings up above,
but it is difficult to discern any path leading up there.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A well-tended herb garden emits fragrant scents here.
A bony woman with graying hair stands here, carrying a ledger.
The apprentice is here, tending the stores.

Racquel shimmered.

Inside the Large Cabin
This large cabin occupies the breadth of the ship's stern. Large windows
look out over the port outside. A small desk stands in one corner, covered
by charts and nautical instruments. In the middle of the room a large dark
wooden table stands surrounded by chairs that, like the table, have been
nailed to the floor. The chairs have swivelling armrests for easier access.
[ obvious exits: W ]

Racquel murmurs 'This is the only boat I know of to Tremalking. This must be it...'

Racquel wanders around the cabin.

frown
What's bothering you?

exa table
There are papers strewn across the table here. The page on top catches your eye.

exa paper
Wife... Coming... Dangerous than we... Sorry... Theq.

Racquel frowns deeply at the paper.

Racquel says 'I need to see what else was written here. Tel'aran'rhiod has caused it to degrade.

Racquel frowns again, 'It must be at least a day old.

Racquel startles and turns quickly, sensing something.

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Inside the Large Cabin
This large cabin occupies the breadth of the ship's stern. Large windows
look out over the port outside. A small desk stands in one corner, covered
by charts and nautical instruments. In the middle of the room a large dark
wooden table stands surrounded by chairs that, like the table, have been
nailed to the floor. The chairs have swivelling armrests for easier access.
[ obvious exits: W ]
An aiel Wise One is here.

Joleen says 'Child. We warned you. You MUST sleep.

Joleen places her hand on Racquel's chest.

Joleen says 'No more Dream Walking tonight.'

blink
You blink your eyes innocently.

say
All you can do right now is think of stars!

say
All you can do right now is think of stars!

glare
All you can do right now is think of stars!

l
In the Private Quarters
This is a very tidy room, lined with neatly made bunks and sparkling clean.
Jurien the Innkeeper must clean this area constantly. The floor is scrubbed
clean and the wood shines with a glowing patina from years of travel and
care. A few pieces of furniture stand in the center of the room to be used
by Wisdoms and students alike.
A board is mounted on a wall here.

A crumpled note lies on the floor.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
A small, somewhat rickety table wobbles on unsteady legs.
A chair made of red oak rests next to the table. [2]
An elaborately worked box stands here, ready to receive your vote.
The local wisdom is here, caring for the village.
Jurien the Innkeeper stands here inspecting the quarters.

Racquel sits up.

glare
You glare at nothing in particular.

Racquel says 'Well. I suppose I will have to sleep then. At least I have a clue...'

Racquel leans back with her head on the pillow.

Racquel closes her eyes.

sleep
You go to sleep.

Point of view: Livae
Main character: Theq
Main character: Livae

Theq meets a young Wisdom

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Livae nods.

Livae says 'Hello there Theq.'

l theq
A rough-looking man with stubble lining his face. His skin and clothes look
as if they've spent more time outdoors than in. His dark eyes exude an aura
of calm and, perhaps, kindness.

Theq is in excellent condition.

Livae ponders life, the universe, and everything.

Theq nods at Livae.

Livae stops riding him.

Theq says 'Greetings, girl.'

Livae pats a bloodstock stallion on his head.

Livae blinks.

Livae says 'Girl?'

Livae looks around.

Theq stares through you blankly.

Livae shrugs slightly 'Are you quite alright?'

Theq says 'I'm fine.'

Theq pauses momentarily.

Livae nods absently.

Theq says 'Girl.'

Livae says 'If you say so boy!'

Theq turns his attention towards the gate.

Livae says 'What a fine way to talk to someone new.'

Livae turns to the gate.

Livae says 'Expecting someone?'

The day has begun.

Theq mutters, 'Not really.'

Livae says 'You seem somewhat bitter.'

Livae rummages in her pack.

Livae looks up 'Sure I have some honey somewhere!'

Theq turns his head to look at you.

Theq says 'I won't be needing any honey, girl.'

Livae gets a section of red and yellow sunburst root from a pouch.

Livae frowns.

Livae says 'That's not honey!'

Theq appears to add some extra emphasis on 'girl'.

Livae gets a metal helmet from an embroidered, cotton shoulder bag.

Livae puts the helmet next to your head.

Livae says 'Seems to fit, it's a child's size though.'

Livae gives a metal helmet to Theq.

Theq frowns.

Livae nods in agreement.

Livae puts a section of red and yellow sunburst root in a soft leather pouch.

Theq turns the helmet over in his hands.

Livae gets a tincture of a thick yellow liquid from a soft leather pouch.

Theq says 'The Guard supplies me with plenty of well-fitting helmets.'

Livae says 'Ah!'

Livae leans forward inspecting your head.

Livae says 'Not quite the right size!'

Livae shows a tincture of a thick yellow liquid to Theq.

Livae says 'There some nice honey to sweeten your..erm everything!'

Theq eyes the tincture carefully.

Theq says 'I learnt long ago not to accept vials of things from strange girls.'

Theq frowns.

Livae turns the tincture around in her hand.

Livae frowns.

Theq says 'Just who are you, anyway? And what is your business here?'

Theq says 'Hrmm?'

Livae says 'Strange I may be! I am no girl!'

A black cat plays with a terrified mouse.

Livae pokes Theq slightly.

Theq looks you up and down carefully.

Livae says 'Me, aren't visitors allowed in Mayene?'

Theq purses his lips.

Livae says 'Tis a lovely City after all!!'

Theq says 'You certainly look like a girl to me.'

Livae rolls her eyes.

Theq says 'And of course we allow visitors.'

Livae says 'I can see this could go on for hours, ah well not pressed for time.'

Theq says 'Provided your business is to visit.'

Livae says 'Even girls? We might like to play in the park!'

Livae hops around like a bunny.

Theq turns to the south-west.

Livae skips around with Theq.

Theq says 'You'll find it in that direction.'

Livae says 'Mummy said so!'

Theq points towards the park.

Livae turns her head in your direction and nods blandly.

Theq nods in agreement.
Livae says 'My business, is my business. Unless it is your business!'

Theq says 'As you wish.'

Livae unties her tongue from the roof of her mouth.

Theq says 'Just ensure you break none of the laws of Mayene, and I don't have a care for what you do.'

Livae says 'I do however have a perchance for sword fighting.'

Theq frowns.

Livae says 'Can you show me where they might have displays?'

Livae claps approvingly.

Theq tilts his head.

Theq says 'Of sword fighting?'

Livae sighs 'A law breaker I am not good boy!

Livae nods in agreement.

Livae says 'Aye sword fighting, you know swish swoosh..'

Livae says 'All that kind of thing.'

Theq says 'You might find to the east a jousting tournament. But no sword fighting, I'm afraid.'

Livae sighs.

Livae says 'Jousting will do! Come take me there Theq!'

Livae says 'Be a good tourist guide.'

Theq frowns.

Livae pouts.

Theq says 'I'm afraid I must guard the gate.'

Theq says 'And at sunset, I have another...'

Theq pauses.

Theq says 'Another engagement.'

Livae says 'From what? attacking leaves?'

Livae says 'Is that your bedtime then?'

Livae says 'Sunset?'

Theq turns back towards the gate.

Theq says 'Sure. The leaves. I'm guarding against the leaves.'

Livae nods in agreement.

Theq mutters, 'And the odd bandit or three.'

Livae eyes sparkle slightly.

Livae says 'Ah those pesky bandits, yes I have come across some of those . lurking in the bushes.'

Livae says 'Mmm or is that just men!'

Livae says 'I get confused sometimes.'

A little girl has arrived from the south.

Livae says 'See there is a girl!'

point girl
Livae points at her.

smi girl

Livae smiles at her.

Theq arches an eyebrow.

Livae says 'Aww such a sweet thing.'

Theq says 'It's a relative term, -girl-'

Livae says 'I can bring you a toy like that?'

Livae frowns.

Livae says 'Oh come on, why so grumpy?'

Livae says 'Guard duty wearing you down?'

Theq frowns.

Theq sighs loudly.

Theq turns back towards you.

Livae gazes at you as she ponders.

Theq says 'I'm waiting on someone.'

Theq says 'Someone who is running an errand for me.'

Livae says 'Ah'

Theq says 'A dangerous errand.'

Theq pauses.

Livae says 'You have errand runners!?'

Livae gasps in astonishment.

Theq turns away, 'An errand she shouldn't be doing...'

Livae says 'So then while your here and I am here, we can chat yes?'

Theq stares out towards the gate again.

Theq says 'If you must.'

Livae turns towards the gate and frowns.

Livae smiles slightly.

Livae says 'So tell me, about the errand? Or is it hush hush!!'

Theq says 'It's more a favour than an errand.'

Livae says 'Ah! I hope it's a worthy one then!?'

Theq says 'I think it important, yes.'

Livae says 'Well you would, wouldn't you silly!'

Livae says 'Is it honourable?'

Theq says 'But... I should be the one doing it.'

Livae says 'Ah you feel guilt, this is why your grumpy?'

Theq growls softly, 'Blast that infernal woman... Where is she?!'

Livae grins slightly.

Livae says 'This woman, a friend is she?'

Livae stands back slightly.

Theq purses his lips.

Theq says 'Something like that.'

Livae looks you up and down.

Livae nods in agreement.

Livae says 'Ah is that what they call it these days, something like that!'

Livae chuckles politely.

Livae says 'Oh men!'

Theq seemingly ignores the retort, 'You never told me your name.'

Livae coughs loudly.

Livae says 'I am Livae, an apprentice to the Lady Racquel!'

Livae smiles.

Theq stares at you blankly.

Livae blinks.

Theq growls, 'Oh Mother's Milk in a cup...'

Theq turns away.

Livae says 'You're Theq a Winged Guard!'

Livae frowns.

Theq mutters, 'Like I said, infernal woman...'

Livae places a gentle hand on your shoulder.

Theq mutters, 'Doesn't show up herself and sends her blasted apprentice...'

Livae says 'OK do tell!'

Livae gasps in astonishment.

Livae says 'What..what is this?'

Livae says 'I know nothing of anything for anyone?'

Livae looks at her feet as she jumbles the words.

Theq says 'You said you were Racquel's apprentice, so you know more than you're letting on.'

Theq frowns.

Livae looks up.

Theq looks at you intently.

Theq says 'Where is she?'

Livae says 'Mmm something seems familiar!'

Theq gives you a menacing look.

Livae says 'Although I confess, it has become lost to me.'

Livae looks you in the eye.

Livae says 'Don't get all manly on me!'

Livae tuts.

Theq glares around him.

Livae says 'Give me something to work on, or even better tell me what it is!'

Theq turns away.

Theq says 'Forget it. You know nothing.'

Livae says 'I know nothing? Of men it seems or just you, yes!'

Livae says 'I do know other things.'

Livae says 'Test me sir!'

Theq stares off into the distance, 'Unless you can tell me where your Mistress is, I'm not sure what you do or don't know is of use to me.'

Livae says 'Drillmaster! don't let me have to do the drilling.'

An Elite Winged Guard has arrived from the south.

An Elite Winged Guard has arrived from the south.

A little girl leaves south.

Livae says 'My mistress as you call her is either sleeping, eating or something!'

Theq turns around and strides up to you.

Livae says 'She did mention Mayene in passing, I must of forgotten . Although my steps brought me here.'

Theq says 'If she's sleeping or eating, I have no care. It's the 'something' that concerns me.'

Livae looks at you flat on.

Alas, you cannot go that way...

Livae isn't in touch with saidar to release anything.

Theq glowers, 'She darts off at a moments notice, hunting bandits on my behalf.'

Livae says 'I am sure she is well though.'

Theq says 'I haven't seen her in weeks.’

Livae says 'Ah bandits, well I heard of no accidents!'

Theq says 'And...'

Livae says 'She has been sampling the new ale that Lidea has brewed.'

Theq pauses.

Livae cringes in terror.

Theq says 'And the people of Mayene need her assistance.'

Livae says 'She may have erm slumbered to long'

An Elite Winged Guard leaves south.

Livae glances around the square.

Theq frowns.

Theq says 'Lidea?'

Theq rolls his eyes...sheesh!..

Livae says 'So what does Mayene need?'

Livae nods at him.

Theq says 'How many of you girls has she taken in?!'

Theq gestures around.

Livae says 'Yes Lidea, she is somewhat well..funny, although she is a good egg.'

Theq says 'Mayene needs a Wisdom.'

Livae nods in agreement.

Livae says 'I thought she was your Wisdom, Racquel that is!'

Livae says 'That and Tear’s!'

Livae says 'Perhaps Illian too!'

A Winged Guard pauses and says 'Isn't that the coastal town of wickedness and loose morals?'

Livae gasps in astonishment.

Theq raises his voice, 'And she's not here, is she?!'

Livae says 'Calm down dear, before your pants get all twisted.'

Livae says 'You will scare the children.’

Theq turns red in the face.

Livae says 'Or the dog.'

Livae says 'You my good man are going to blow a fuse!'

Livae says 'Mind telling me what it is your City needs right now?'

Theq frowns, backing down.

Theq sighs loudly.

Livae relaxes slightly.

Theq says 'I don't know. Something, I'm sure.'

Livae says 'So lets see what this something is? A more relaxed gate guard?'

Livae chuckles politely.

Theq says 'There must be a child with a sore tummy or something.'

Livae bellows 'Anyone with a sore tummy, I can help!'

Livae cringes in terror.

Theq mutters, 'I shouldn't be standing here guarding a gate whilst my lov...'

Livae says 'I shouted that to loudly.'

Theq stops.

Livae says 'Low?'

Livae blinks her eyes innocently.

Theq says 'The town Wisdom should not be hunting bandits.'

Livae says 'Oh lov...'

Livae coughs loudly.

Livae says 'Yes indeed, I imagine she can look after herself , yes?'

Livae says 'So then we can play this guessing game all day, night and beyond.'

Theq says flatly, 'She has a unique set of skills.'

Livae says 'Although it would be more beneficial if we work together.'

Livae coughs loudly.

Livae says 'I don't wish to know about those!!'

Livae arches her brows.

Livae arches an eyebrow.

Theq frowns.

Livae says 'Or do you mean..'

An Elite Winged Guard leaves south.

Livae says 'Erm well.'

Livae giggles nervously.

Theq arches an eyebrow.

Theq says 'I mean... She is quite adept with her blade.'

Livae says 'That guard just left, fear I have embarrassed him!'

Livae says 'Least you didn't say hands!'

Livae pokes him in the ribs.

Livae grins evilly.

Theq gives you a confused look.

Livae says 'I know my sword well enough, to stick em with the pointy end.'

Theq glances at the sky.

Livae examines the epee.

Livae cringes in terror.

Livae says 'Ouch.'

Livae draws her fingers away.

Theq says 'It's about time for a change of the guard.'

Livae nods at him.

Theq says 'Is there perhaps anything else I can assist with?'

Livae says 'So are you going to tell me what you need?'

Livae says 'Show me how adept at sword work?'

Livae says 'Something that men do to show off when they feel silly!'

Theq says 'What I mostly need, is Racquel to find her way back from the Blight or wherever she found herself.'

Theq frowns.

Livae says 'I can see if I can find her soon, let her know her lov..friend is concerned?!'

Livae says 'Send a pigeon?'

Theq says 'You want me to show you how to fight?'

Livae says 'Surely it won't get lost.'

Theq says 'She moves too fast for a pigeon.'

Theq makes a zooming motion with his arm.

Livae stands back and nods 'Go on then show me what you can do!'

Livae giggles.

Theq makes a second motion in the opposite direction.

Livae says 'She can be fleet as a fox.'

Livae shakes her head as her vision gets blurry. 'That is fast.'


Livae nods in agreement.


Theq says 'I think, perhaps, a sword lesson might wait for another time.'

Theq glances at the sky again.

Livae says 'Oh I sense Liena is awake, maybe she will know about Racquel.'

Livae pouts.

A well-traveled merchant has arrived from the south.

Theq says 'She promised she would return in the night, and...'

Theq stops.

Theq nods in agreement.

Livae gingerly comforts you with her hand.

Livae removes her hand from your shoulder.

Theq says 'It is best I go. Perhaps you can find out from Wisdom Liena if she's seen Racquel. Liena is the Northern Wisdom, after all.'

Livae nods in agreement.

Theq nods in agreement.

Theq says 'Farewell.'

Livae says 'I shall follow the yellow bricked road.'

Theq waves.

Livae boggles at that.

Livae waves.

Theq leaves south.

**Story by Theq**

Theq swirled his ale around, watching the bubbles agitate the sides of the mug. Eventually, the ale came out over the side and onto the table. Sighing, Theq dropped the mug and ignored the mess. He turned his attention to the rest of the tavern. It was busier and noisier than usual. The men playing dice in the corner were getting louder as the stakes went up with each roll and the barmaids had to work harder than usual to avoid any unwanted hands. Mostly, Theq just felt on edge. He felt on edge a lot lately. As if around every corner was a thug with a knife, or even just a drunk looking for a fight. Theq didn't mind, he welcomed the fights. They gave him something to do - somewhere to feed his anger. On the outside, he was a picture of calm. His face betrayed nothing of the inferno he felt on the inside, even an Aes Sedai would be proud of his composure.

Theq surveyed the room again, looking carefully at the patrons. Even secretly hoping that just one of them would give him an excuse. He slowly eased his sword from its sheath, just to be sure it was free, before letting it slide back in. Theq waited. Waited for something to happen. Waited for a reason to look for the Void, waited to direct his anger into it. Sighing again, Theq turned back to his ale. The tavern was rowdy, but there were no brawls tonight. Taking a last look at the ale he still hadn't drunk, Theq eased his way towards the door and out into the street. Darkness had come quickly tonight and but for the light directly under the lamp posts, the shadows had taken over. Theq pulled his hood over his head, looking towards the barracks of the Winged Guard. Frowning in thought, he turned in the other direction towards the North Gate of Mayene. He wasn't ready to find his bed yet.

Theq moved about the city without a light. His eyes had adjusted enough, and he knew the city well enough, that he did without. As he neared the gate, Theq sensed something wasn't quite right. Even in the dark, the North Gate should be well-lit. There were also sentries on duty here. But tonight, the main lamp was off. 'Odd', Theq thought to himself, as he got closer. Frowning deeply, Theq also realised the usual benign chatter of the gate guards was missing. Theq drew his sword, moving into the guard house were he saw two bodies slumped. Feeling the necks of both men and noting the swallow breaths they made, he assumed them alive. Muttering to himself, 'Damn guards are asleep again...'. Theq kicked the first man roughly as he stirred, groaning. Theq kicked the second harder, saying, 'Wake up you lazy oafs! I'll be letting Lord Santino know of this!' Groaning again, both men stirred slowly. Theq glanced around the room, noticed the mugs on the table. Muttering louder, Theq picked up the first mug to sniff it, 'And drunk...'. Theq stopped, smelling the faint scent of sleepwell powder. Theq dropped the mug and drew his sword before exiting the guardhouse.

In the centre of the open gate was a burly figure, dressed in bandit garb. Theq eyed the man, 'You're the excuse I've been looking for. Thank you.' The bandit replied, 'Theq. I have a message for you,' holding out his hand with a folded piece of paper. Theq ignored the man, raising his sword. He was no blademaster, not yet, but in the Void he was focused. Theq moved towards the figure, attacking almost instantaneously. The bandit parried the first, second and eve third swings of Theq's blade, but the fourth strike was true. The bandit crumpled to the ground, still holding the folded message in his fist as his blood soaked into the paper.

Theq ignored the now-dead bandit and the message as he turned his attention towards the guardhouse. 'It's time for me to return to the Barracks. I will send more guards to relieve your post for the evening.' Theq turned on his heel and headed for the Barracks.

**This is a story written to look like a log by Theq with Racquel's permission**

A Serene Park
Neatly-clipped grass makes a sea of rolling green through this small park.
Tall leatherleaf trees mix with oaks, their limbs twined together like a
lover's embrace to provide privacy and shade. A pond glitters in the midst
of the grass where a weeping willow gracefully trails its branches across
the water. Flowers grow in an abundance of perfume and color like an
artist's palette gone wild.
[ obvious exits: S ]
A clear pond lies undisturbed here, unmarred waters offering a clean reflection.
Theq Spectre is here.
Racquel A’Hara is here.

Theq was in the void. Unhurried, unfussed. He just was.

Theq moved with speed, although time appeared slow to him.

Theq swung his sword hard and fast, the wing whistling past the sharpened blade.

Racquel was quicker.

Racquel dodged the on-coming blade before striking back with her weapon.

Theq blocked the strike easily, smiling at the sound of metal-on-metal.

Racquel came again, faster again, but with each strike was met with Theq’s parry.

Racquel stepped back, giving herself room and flung her cloak from her shoulders.

Racquel says puffing, ‘Damn thing is getting in the way of my swing.’

Theq smirks.

Theq says ‘It’s not your swing that’s the problem, woman.’

Theq lunged forward again, striking low.

Racquel was still faster, dodging to the side.

Theq turned, doing his best to hide his own fatigue.

Theq puffed, ‘You’re quick.’

Racquel laughed, ‘I’m not wool-headed enough to wear that silly heavy chainmail, like you.’

Racquel danced forward, swirling her sword.

Theq parried the attack easily.

Theq says ‘And I wouldn’t use that silly girly blade. It’s too light.’

Racquel frowned at her blade, ‘But I like it…’

Racquel danced forward again, this time not trying to strike.

Theq swung at Racquel, but she dodged inside his swing getting close to him.

Racquel turned her blade, this time aiming the hilt directing at Theq’s chest.

Racquel sends Theq sprawling with a powerful bash!

A Serene Park
Neatly-clipped grass makes a sea of rolling green through this small park.
Tall leatherleaf trees mix with oaks, their limbs twined together like a
lover's embrace to provide privacy and shade. A pond glitters in the midst
of the grass where a weeping willow gracefully trails its branches across
the water. Flowers grow in an abundance of perfume and color like an
artist's palette gone wild.
[ obvious exits: S ]
A clear pond lies undisturbed here, unmarred waters offering a clean reflection.
Theq Spectre is sitting here.
Racquel A’Hara is here, fighting Theq.

Theq grimaced as he hit the ground.

Theq says ‘Damn woman, who taught you that?!’

Theq rolled to the side, standing quickly.

Theq barely parried the fast blow coming towards his head.

Racquel laughed, ‘I told you. I’m a woman of many talents.’

Theq eyed Racquel cautiously.

Theq whispered, ‘Show me then.’

Theq moved forwards as the park became more of a blur.

Racquel parried and moved herself.

Theq swung hard, with each blow from his own blade parried and met with a retaliative strike of its own.

Theq moved further into the void, but he could still sense peripherally that he was starting to tire.

Racquel was nearing exhaustion, her strikes becoming less aggressive, less powerful and less frequent.

Racquel turned her attention to just defense, continuing to parry the attacks towards her.

Theq sensed his moment.

Theq sends Racquel sprawling with a powerful bash!

A Serene Park
Neatly-clipped grass makes a sea of rolling green through this small park.
Tall leatherleaf trees mix with oaks, their limbs twined together like a
lover's embrace to provide privacy and shade. A pond glitters in the midst
of the grass where a weeping willow gracefully trails its branches across
the water. Flowers grow in an abundance of perfume and color like an
artist's palette gone wild.
[ obvious exits: S ]
A clear pond lies undisturbed here, unmarred waters offering a clean reflection.
Theq Spectre is here, fighting Racquel.
Racquel A’Hara is sitting here.

Theq stepped over to Racquel, offering his hand to lift her up.

Racquel took Theq’s hand, pulling herself up.

Racquel took in deep breaths, lifting her blade once more.

Theq stepped close to her, gently using his own sword to push her smaller blade aside.

Theq put his other arm around her tightly.

Theq whispered, ‘That’s enough for today.’

Racquel nodded and leaned in close with Theq’s embrace.

Racquel dropped her sword and put head on Theq’s chest.

Racquel breathed heavily, remaining silent.

Theq says ‘You’ve become quite skilled with a blade, Racquel. Maybe we should recruit you into the Guard.’

Racquel murmured, ‘I wouldn’t want to have to show you up in front of the other recruits…’

Theq smiled down at the woman in his arms.

Theq kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Racquel tensed slightly, before pushing herself out of Theq’s grasp.

Racquel sighs heavily.

Racquel says ‘Theq… I’m not sure… We decided…’

Racquel trails off.

Racquel says ‘Sorry. We can’t.’

Racquel leaves south.

Theq sighs, turning away.

Theq sat down, cross-legged at the edge of the pond.

Theq said nothing as he closed his eyes, seeking the void once more.

Point of view: Theq
Main character: Theq


Barracks of the Winged Guard
Simple beds line the walls of this large room. At the foot of each bed is a
sturdy wooden chest, and several beds have small tables beside them. The
walls are scantily decorated with yellowed maps and a few tattered crimson
streamers. An aging member of the Winged Guard sits on a nearby bed,
polishing a crimson breastplate engraved with a golden hawk. A large iron
furnace stands in the middle of room, although it appears to be relatively
unused.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Theq Spectre is sitting here.

Theq sought the void. He found he'd been trying that more and more, lately. It was an apparently simple trick that farmers and soldiers alike had used to achieve a calmness of mind. Theq himself had been taught by his own father, but had never been able to master the skill. Theq closed his eyes, seeing only blackness. In the centre of the blackness, he allowed a small sphere of white light to appear. Theq knew that there was more than one way to enter the void. Some chose to use a flame, feeding their thoughts into it. For himself, he had always appreciated the symmetrical nature of the sphere. Theq cleared his mind, allowing each thought or feeling to feed the sphere. Instead of simply trying not to think of something and keeping his mind blank, he actively pushed his thoughts towards the sphere. With each thought, memory or passing emotion, the sphere grow. The brilliant light slowly filled his vision, replacing the darkness. Theq’s thoughts turned to Demecure. To the pain and suffering in Bandar Eban. To Racquel.

Theq cursed as the sphere collapsed and his feelings flooded him. He opened his eyes and looked around the room. Theq sniffed as he shifted positions on the floor and the still-fresh cuts to his skin from his most recent battle in Bandar Eban still reminded him that he was alive. Standing, Theq muttered, ‘It’s a stupid trick anyway. It never works.’ Theq took his cloak from his bed and sheathed his sword on his hip, ‘It’s time to begin my patrol.’

Theq leaves south.

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The Northern Road
This road snakes north and south. To the north it leads to the city
gates, and directly to the south it intersects another road at a small plaza.
The road is built of large stone blocks that have been worn smooth with the
passage of time in this busy city. Sounds of music and shouting come from
the east, and the stench of old ale wafts out.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]

Theq ducked as a chair flew out of the tavern door. Grumbling he glanced towards the opening where angry shouts could be heard from inside. ‘That doesn’t sound like your typical tavern brawl,’ he muttered. Theq lifted his sword from his sheathe before letting it drop in again, checking that it was free if he needed it and turned into the tavern.

The Dancing Badger
This busy tavern is a large room, with rows of tables and chairs, battered
and beaten from years of constant use and abuse. The smell of stout ale
fills the tavern, and the place looks like it hasn't been cleaned in years.
All sorts of ruffians and lowlife visit this establishment, and it seems to
have been the site of several recent fights, judging by the bloodstains on
the floor. Illumination is provided by cracked lanterns.
[ obvious exits: W ]
A barkeeper is here.
A drunk is here.
A drunk is here.
A burly man waves his arms angrily here.

Theq arrives from the west.

A burly man looks up.

A burly man says ‘You. You must help me…’

A burly man steps forward.

A burly man gestures around the bar.

A burly man says, ‘My daughter has been captured. By bandits. These two were paid to protect her, but they seem to be… Distracted.’

A drunk slurs, ‘Ah-aye! Wee-ah not! Its-ura not our fault ya girl ranna awf!’

A drunk hiccups!
A drunk hiccups!
A drunk hiccups!

A burly man glares angrily, ‘I will deal with you later.’

A burly man turns to Theq, ‘Please, you must help me. I’m sure it’s the bandits to the north. Mayene and the First cannot let this happen to innocent children!’

Theq nods, ‘I will see your girl safe, Sir.’

Theq leaves west.

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Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A filthy bandit is lounging here.
A bandit crew leader is here.

Theq arrives from the west.

A bandit crew leader looks up.

A bandit crew leader laughs, ‘Now what have we here, eh? This doesn’t look like much of a rescue party. Go running back to the city, boy, and tell this one’s father that the ransom just doubled.’

A bandit crew leader frowns and looks Theq up and down.

A bandit crew leader says, ‘Actually. Make it triple. Just for insulting me.’

Theq unsheathes his sword, ‘I’ve come to end you.’

A bandit crew leader cackles, ‘With your imaginary army?’

A bandit crew leader laughs loudly, ‘Go on then lads. Get ‘im!’

A bandit crew leader sneers, ‘And there’s no need to keep him alive too long…’

Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Theq Spectre is here, fighting a filthy bandit.
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A bandit crew leader is here.

HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
Theq immediately conceded ground as three bandits came for him at once.

Theq barely dodged the first blade, but raised his sword to block the second.

Theq jumped sideways, rolled back into an upright position as the third bandit swung his own sword.

Theq grunted as he immediately turned to face two more bandits behind him.

Theq parried the first swing, stepping back from the recoil and grunting as his arm jarred wincing at the impact.

HP:Scratched MV:Full >
Theq turned away from the second bandit in front of him, but the impact of the first hit slowed his movement just enough for him to take a glancing blow across his shoulder.

Theq grimaced, ignoring the insult and changed his stance to compensate.

HP:Hurt MV:Full >
Theq launched his own attack at closest bandit, swinging his blade wildly and forcing the attacker back.

Theq swung powerfully, but couldn’t break the bandit’s defense.

A filthy bandit smirks, ‘I don’t think you can fight us all, boy…’

Theq conceded ground again, backing into more bandits behind him.

Theq grunted loudly, as this time a glancing blow pierced skin once more.

HP:Wounded MV:Strong >
Theq danced sideways into a clear space to catch his breath.

Theq breathed heavily as the bandits advanced on him, ‘You’re…. Better…. Than…. I… expected….’

A bandit crew leader laughed, ‘You’ve had your fun. End him now!’

Theq advanced again, swinging his blade, connecting with the blades of the bandits but still not breaking their defense.

Theq screamed out in pain, dropping to his knee as a bandit’s weapon struck true through his thigh.

HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
Theq dropped his head, looking at the ground.

Theq closed his eyes, seeing only blackness.

Theq could hear, what sounded so distant now, the voice of the bandit leader, ‘Look lads. He’s going to sleep! Make sure he stays there.’

Theq kept his eyes closed, seeing only blackness, then allowed the small sphere to form.

Theq began to feed his pain, fair and emotions into the sphere.

Theq slowed his breathing as the sphere enlarged and the brilliant, white light began to fill his mind.

Theq cleared his mind, pushing not only his pain into it, but all this thoughts. All his memories. Demecure. Racquel. There sphere filled his vision, encompassing the blackness until it was gone.

Theq slowly opened his eyes. In truth it was barely moments to reach the calm, clarity of the void. But to Theq, it felt like hours.

Theq stood, and levelled his sword at the attackers.

Theq calmly said, ‘This is your final warning. After this, you die.’

The bandit crew leader laughed louder, ‘Kill him!’

HP:Healthy MV:Full >
Theq glided between the bandits, each strike of his blade with purpose. No movement wasted.

Theq struck.

A filthy bandit is dead!
R.I.P!
A filthy bandit is dead!
R.I.P!
A filthy bandit is dead!
R.I.P!
A filthy bandit is dead!
R.I.P!
A filthy bandit is dead!
R.I.P!

Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Theq Spectre is here, fighting a filthy bandit.
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
The corpse of a filthy bandit is here [5].
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A bandit crew leader is here.

Theq advanced again, connecting the point of his sword to his next attacker with a graceful flourish.

A filthy bandit is dead!
R.I.P!

Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Theq Spectre is here, fighting a filthy bandit.
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
The corpse of a filthy bandit is here [6].
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A bandit crew leader is here.

A filthy bandit drops his sword.
A filthy bandit squeals, ‘I’m sorry!’

A filthy bandit panics and attempts to flee!
A filthy bandit leaves north.

Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Theq Spectre is here, fighting a filthy bandit.
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
The corpse of a filthy bandit is here [6].
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A filthy bandit is fighting you!
A bandit crew leader is here.

A filthy bandit says, ‘I didn’t sign up for this! Come on, let’s get out of here!’

A filthy bandit nods.

A filthy band panics and attempts to flee!
A filthy band panics and attempts to flee!

A filthy bandit leaves north.
A filthy bandit leaves north.

Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Theq Spectre is here.
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
The corpse of a filthy bandit is here [6].
A bandit crew leader is here.

A bandit crew leader waves his arms angrily, ‘Get back here you yellow-bellied cowards!’

A bandit crew leader growls.

A bandit crew leader says, ‘You may have won this time. But I will get my revenge!’

A bandit leader panics and attempts to flee!
A bandit crew leader leaves west.

Bandit Camp
A makeshift camp has been arranged on the hillock. Logs and branches have
been gathered and thrown down beside a smoking campfire. The lack of order
is blatantly obvious. A piece of canvas has been draped over the branches
of a tree to provide a temporary dwelling place for several rough men.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Theq Spectre is here.
A young girl is here, tied to a pole.
The corpse of a filthy bandit is here [6].

Theq murmurs, ‘And when you try. I will be ready for you.

Theq turns to the girl and slices through the ropes holding her.

Theq takes the girl in his arms and says, ‘Come. I’ll get you to your father.'

A young girl looks up at Theq and nods.

A young girl now follows Theq.

Theq leaves west.
A young girl leaves west.

**The Winged Guard receive a pigeon in Mayene**

Dear Brothers and Sisters of the Guard,

This is a short note to let you know that I am safe in Bandar Eban. I have met an old friend and I intend to stay here for a while. I plan to return to you all and Mayene soon.

Theq.

**This is a story written by Theq with Raquel's permission to make it look like a log**


Somewhere in Bandar Eban...

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.

Theq stands in the doorway looking around, a cloak covering his face.

Theq eyes the ruffians in the corner, nodding to himself.

Theq mumbles, 'I knew they'd be here.'

Theq makes his way to the bar, nodding to the barkeeper.

Theq points at the barkeep raising a single finger.

Theq takes the mug of ale from the the barkeeper, swirling the contents carefully.

Theq drinks the ale and closes his eyes.

Theq breathes in slowly before exhaling.

Theq murmurs, 'Well. This is what I came for. To end this.'

Theq drains the remainder of his ale and makes his way towards the ruffian crew.

Theq lowers his hood as he nears the table, 'Hello lads. Remember me?'

Theq draws his sword, slamming the hilt into the face of the closest ruffian on his left.

Theq ignores the -crack- as the first ruffian collapses to the floor.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.

A ruffian bellows 'Oi! You!'

A ruffian bellows 'Get him, lads!'

A ruffian snarls, 'You're supposed to be dead. You soon will be...'

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!

Theq steps back between the tables and the wall, snarling.

Theq says 'I'll take you all on. I should have ended you years ago.'

Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.

Theq launched forward with his own attack, first stabbing forward with his sword and then rotating it against the first ruffian's blade.

Theq disarmed the ruffian in one swift strike before slashing again and connecting the point of his sword with the ruffian's belly.

Theq smiled as the first ruffian collapsed to the floor.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here.
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!

Theq jumped back, narrowly avoiding two simultaneous strikes from ruffians to the left and right of him.

Theq parried a third slash before bringing his elbow up sharply under the chin of the fourth ruffian.

Theq brought his sword around in a wide arch, catching the stunned ruffian in the neck.

Theq turned to face the next attacker as the last crumpled to the ground.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [2]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!

Theq charged forward, 'Come on! Come at me!'

Theq clashed blades with two ruffians, parrying their hits but failing to land a decisive blow.

Theq screamed in pain as a stray blade caught his arm, barely managing to hold onto his own sword.

Theq dropped to the ground and rolled under a table, bleeding profusely.

Theq stood to face the next attacker, the first from the front but the second from behind escaped his vision.

Theq felt a blunt blow to his head and he crumpled.

Theq fell to the floor, twisting just enough to land on his back.

Theq looked up at the ceiling with yet another bandit pointing a sword at his throat.

A ruffian says 'And now... You die.'

Theq closed his eyes, in that moment a million thoughts flashing through his mind.

Theq open his eyes to a sharp -clang- as metal connected with metal and the ruffian's blade stopped inches from his face.

A cloaked figure parried the ruffian's blade swiftly turning it aside.

A cloaked figure struck in almost the same motion driving their own sword through the ruffian's stomach.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [3]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!

A cloaked figure dropped their hood and offered Theq a hand.

Racquel says 'Perhaps you could use a hand?'

Theq nodded and stood quickly, in time to face the next ruffian.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [3]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!

Theq moved with his back to Racquel, swinging at the next ruffian and striking decisively to draw blood.

Theq struck again, harder this time, ignoring the cry of pain as the next ruffian died.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [5]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!

Theq sweat profusely parrying the oncoming attacks as he found it harder to hold his blade with fatigue setting in.

Racquel ended the next ruffian with a final twist of her blade, before stepping over the corpse to face her final attacker.

Theq says 'Who taught you to hold a blade, woman?!'

Racquel grunted in reply, 'I'm a woman of many talents...'

Theq parried the next strike and returned in kind, again hitting true as blood poured from the ruffian's throat.

Theq swing his sword a second time, connecting with a second ruffian and nodded with satisfaction as the man too hit the floor.

Racquel swung her own blade and connected with her last attacker and ended his assault.

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [9]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!

Racquel stepped back, gesturing to the final ruffian, 'That one is yours, Theq.'

Theq nodded, turning to face the final ruffian.

Theq says 'Salin. Your crew is dead. It's your turn to join them.'

Salin Rovond sneered.

Salin Rovond says 'I will -destroy- you!'

Salin Rovond lifted his axe and charged forward.

Theq deftly stepped sideaways, taking as much effort as he could afford to lift his sword a final time.

Theq took half a step backwards as his sword connected with the axe as he felt a jarring down his arm.

Theq grunted, turning away the oncoming attack with difficulty.

Salin Rovond came again, bringing his axe down hard and fast.

Theq moved once more, dodging where he could, trying to avoid the sharp jarring he felt with each parry of his sword.

Theq groaned moving his sword arm, murmuring, 'It's time to end this...'

Theq dropped his sword and pulled his dagger from his belt.

Salin Rovond came again bring his axe down hard.

Theq dived forward, barely missing the axe swing before coming up alongside the ruffian leader.

Theq hissed, 'And now you die.'

Theq slammed his dagger home into the side of Salin before quickly removing it.

Salin Rovond dropped his axe and grabbed the wound as he screamed in pain.

Theq swiftly moved behind the ruffian and slid the blade across his throat.

Theq whispered, 'It is done.'

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [9]
The corpse of Salin Rovond is here.

Theq dropped his dagger and turned to Racquel.

Racquel stepped forward and embraced Theq, 'Now, it is over.'

Theq nodded to Racquel, returning her embrace.

Racquel looked around the bar, 'Come Theq. You have wounds I should attend to.'

Theq gathered his weapons, nodding.

A ruffian groaned, 'What happened?'

A ruffian sits up groggily.

Theq purses his lips in the direction of the ruffian and frowned.

Theq says, 'It looks like I missed one...'

Theq turns to Racquel, 'A moment.'

Theq sends a ruffian sprawling with a powerful bash!
A ruffian is dead.
Was it good for you too?

Theq offers his arm to Racquel.

Theq says, 'Now we can go.'

Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [10]
The corpse of Salin Rovond is here.

Theq follows Racquel.

Racquel leaves south.
Theq leaves south.

Point of view: Theq
Main character: Theq
Main character: Lucie
Main character: Crenna
Participant: Aldwyn

Theq makes an announcement that shocks us all

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The Throneroom of the First of Mayene
[ obvious exits: W ]
A tall, scantily clad servant hurries about his duties.
Peytre Coldane, Weaponsmaster of Mayene, stands ready.
An Elite Winged Guard stands here, defending his country with his life.
An Elite Winged Guard stands here, defending his country with his life.
An Elite Winged Guard stands here, defending his country with his life.
An Elite Winged Guard stands here, defending his country with his life.
An Elite Winged Guard stands here, defending his country with his life.
An Elite Winged Guard stands here, defending his country with his life.
Berelain sur Paendrag Paeron, the First of Mayene, ponders the situation.

Theq drops to one knee, bowing before Berelain.

Theq looks at the floor.

Theq says 'Lady First.

Theq says 'I...

Theq hesitates.

Theq says 'I seek a leave of absence.

Theq says 'Recent events have rendered me without rostered duty for a period of time.

Theq says 'And why I remain loyal to yourself and to Mayene, I...

Theq pauses again.

Theq says '... I wish to make use of the time for myself. If you allow it.

Berelain sur Paendrag Paeron nods slowly.

Berelain sur Paendrag Paeron says 'Squad Leader Theq. You have given Mayene great service. I grant you this simple request. However, I expect you will return to us.'

nod
You nod in agreement.

Theq stands.

Theq says 'Thankyou, Lady First.

bow berelain
You bow before her.

Theq leaves west.

Market Square
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Some elaborate figurines spew fresh water into a broad basin here.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A member of the Winged Guard stands here on guard.
The Mayene town crier stands here, spreading the news.

Crenna has arrived from the south.
Lucie has arrived from the south.

Crenna salutes.

Crenna says 'Thank you for taking me on patrol with you, Lieutenant.'

Lucie nods begrudgingly.

Lucie says 'We both needed it.'

Lucie drinks dark beer from a small keg.

Crenna says 'Good day, Drillmaster.'

Theq rummages around in his pack.

Theq looks up.

Theq snaps to attention and salutes Lucie.

Theq nods at Crenna.

Theq says flatly, 'Hello there.'

Lucie says 'Drillmaster, are things in order here?'

Theq nods at Lucie.

Theq says 'I'm sure they're well in hand, Lieutenant.'

Theq stops using a blue cape featuring a golden hawk in flight.

Lucie nods satisfactorily. 'We suffered a double assault from Dougan.'

Theq puts a blue cape featuring a golden hawk in flight in a belt pack.

Theq nods at Lucie.

Theq says 'I'm glad to see you live to tell the tale.'

Lucie says 'Barely.'

Theq nods knowingly.

Lucie says 'Crenna was also in a bad way.'

Crenna turns around facing you both, listening quietly.

Theq says 'But live, you do.'

Theq frowns.

Crenna nods in agreement.

Theq says 'I'm sure the experience will do her well.'

Lucie catches Theq's frown and asks 'What troubles?

Lucie stops using a crimson helmet with a hawk beak faceguard.

Lucie wipes her face on her sleeve.

A gambler has arrived from the south.

Theq says 'Uh...'

Lucie nods at a gambler.

Theq says 'It's nothing, Lieutenant.'

Lucie throws back her head and cackles with insane glee!

Lucie says 'You sound like me'

Lucie claps Theq on the back.

Theq says 'You have both caught me at a rather busy time, is all.'

Theq frowns at his pack.

Lucie says 'Busy?'

Crenna says 'Are you on duty as well, Drillmaster?'

Theq says 'I fear this pack simply won't be big enough.'

Theq mutters to himself in complete disgust.

Theq shakes his head at Crenna.

Lucie gets a backpack from a small purse.

Lucie gives a backpack to Theq.

Crenna looks at Theq's pack and frowns.

Lucie says 'Another for you.'

Theq says 'I'm not currently on the duty roster, Crenna.'

Lucie stretches and takes a seat.

Lucie sits down on a bench.

Theq nods at Lucie.

Theq says 'My thanks.'

Crenna says 'I had forgotten, my apology Drillmaster.'

Theq says 'This should hold what I need.'

Theq wears a backpack on his back.

Lucie looks at Theq.

Lucie arches an eyebrow.

Theq adjusts the straps of his new pack.

Crenna feels parched from the hot weather.

Lucie takes in Theq's garb, noting the tairen buckle.

Theq says 'Yes. It's comfortable enough.'

Crenna looks from Lucie to Theq, uncertain.

Theq looks down at himself at Lucie's gaze.

Theq says 'I do need to have this belt exchanged.'

Lucie looks up at Theq and smiles.

Theq says 'My apologies, Lieutenant.'

Lucie says 'I'm simply shocked it fits you.'

Lucie says 'All Tairens are such arrogant pigs.'

Theq nods at Lucie.

Lucie smirks.

Lucie's cheeks color faintly as she smiles.

Lucie says 'I know you'll see to it when you can.'

Crenna watches the exchange, looking slightly uncomfortable.

Theq frowns.

Lucie drinks dark beer from a small keg.

Theq says 'Is something that matter, Crenna?'

Lucie sets the keg down next to her.

Crenna says 'Why do you need two packs, Drillmaster?'

Crenna feels parched from the hot weather.

Theq blinks his eyes innocently.

Theq says 'Why else? To carry my things.'

Theq purses his lips.

Crenna says 'Have you thought to...seek out the Wisdom...who helped you? Perhaps to thank her?'

Lucie's eyes narrow in thought.

Theq arches an eyebrow.

Theq says flatly, 'No.'

Theq says 'But...'

Crenna says 'Sorry. I overstepped myself.'

Theq hefts his pack.

Theq says 'I -am- leaving.'

Lucie arches an eyebrow.

Lucie clambers to her feet.

Crenna's eyes widen.

Lucie says 'See here, what's this about?'

Crenna says 'For a trip? Or for good?'

Theq ignores Crenna, 'What's what about, Lieutenant?'

Lucie says 'About you leaving?'

Theq says 'Well, I plan to take the ship.'

Crenna clamps her mouth shut, glancing at the Lieutenant.

Theq gestures to the south.

Lucie says 'This official business, or are you leaving your post?'

Theq says 'I...'

Theq pauses.

Lucie says 'You?'

Crenna watches Theq intently.

Theq says 'The Lady First is aware, Lieutenant.'

Lucie plants her hands on her hips and looks at Theq with mild disbelief.

Theq says 'And my loyalties remain with Mayene.'

Lucie says 'Yet not to your brothers and sisters.'

A mumbling lunatic has arrived from the south.

Lucie looks at a mumbling lunatic.

Lucie looks at Theq.

Theq pauses to choose his words carefully.

Crenna looks concerned, but keeps her mouth shut.

The sun slowly sinks behind the majestic towers of Mayene.

Theq says 'My brothers and sisters currently have no use for me. My name does not appear on the duty roster.'

Theq says 'The Lady First has granted me a leave of absence during this time.'

Lucie says 'For a period of how long?'

Lucie drinks dark beer from a small keg.

Lucie drinks dark beer from a small keg.

Lucie snarls.

Lucie picks up the empty keg and violently pitches it across the square

Lucie scowls darkly.

Crenna takes a step back, closer to the fountain.

Lucie looks at Theq and says 'You will not leave until I return and I say our conversation is done.'

Lucie mutters to herself in complete disgust.

Lucie leaves north.

Crenna looks around.

Crenna says 'Theq...'

Theq says 'Yes?'

Theq tilts his head.

Crenna says 'Are you sure this is what you want?'

Aldwyn has arrived from the north.
Lucie has arrived from the north.

Aldwyn looks at Theq.

Theq says 'What is what I want.'

Theq frowns.

Lucie says 'Theq, until what time?'

Lucie says 'Will you return?'

Theq says 'As long as it takes.'

Lucie arches an eyebrow.

Aldwyn says 'What's this I'm hearing about?'

Lucie says 'You cannot run from whatever it is that is riding you.'

Theq looks around at the crowd.

Theq frowns.

Crenna nods at Lucie's words.

Lucie says 'Why did you ask for leave?'

Lucie searches Theq's face for some evidence of the truth.

Theq stares around defiantly.

Theq says 'I'm planning a trip.'

Theq says 'A holiday, if you will.'

Lucie says 'You're planning to not come back.'

Aldwyn ponders life, the universe, and everything.

Crenna frowns.

Lucie offers a challenging look.

Lucie says 'Am I wrong?'

Theq shakes his head.

Theq says 'I plan to return.'

Theq says 'Now...'

Theq looks around.

Theq says 'Do any of you wish to challenge the Lady First's own words?'

Theq tilts his head.

Lucie says 'This mystery is a rope too knotted to unravel. I know too little, have come too late.'

Aldwyn says 'You know we won't, but...'

Aldwyn says 'I have a simple request.'

Theq says flatly, 'I make no promises.'

Theq adds, 'My Lord.'

Crenna relaxes slightly as Aldwyn speaks.

Aldwyn says 'Which option you choose is yours to decide, but I'd ask that you either inform someone of where you will be heading so that you can be found if something arises that requires you.'

Aldwyn says 'Or...'

Lucie drinks dark beer from a dented tankard.

Lucie drinks dark beer from a dented tankard.

Lucie drinks dark beer from a dented tankard.

Aldwyn says 'That you stay in contact with someone with regular correspondence.'

Theq frowns.

Theq looks at the ground, considering.

Theq steps forward towards Aldwyn.

Theq says 'If I tell you where I'm going. Will you try to stop me?'

Theq gestures around.

Theq says 'Will you allow anyone else to attempt to stop me?'

Lucie looks to Aldwyn with a measure of trust.

Crenna frowns in concern.

Aldwyn says 'I won't, you have the First's blessing I'm told, but...'

Aldwyn says 'I want to be very clear on this part.'

Aldwyn says 'I pray to the Creator that you are not lying about the First's permissions.'

Theq says 'It is not in my nature to lie.'

Aldwyn says 'I haven't known you to lie, and I don't mean to insinuate that.'

Theq adds, 'My Lord.'

Theq looks around the square once more.

Aldwyn says 'I'm just giving fair warning to cover all circumstance.'

Theq says 'If you have dire need of me.'

Theq pauses.

Crenna watches Theq closely.

Theq says 'If someone must contact me in.'

Theq says 'I might be found in Bandar Eban.'

Theq hefts his pack.

Crenna's eyes widen.

Lucie frowns.

Aldwyn frowns a bit but nods, "I figure you'll be back when you are ready."

Theq says 'I will return when I can.'

Aldwyn says 'I trust you, Theq.'

Crenna stares at Theq, and then nods.

Aldwyn steps close to Theq.

Theq glances down at his blade.

Aldwyn claps Theq on the back.

Aldwyn says 'You are a part of this family and we will miss you. And we will rejoice when you return.'

Lucie looks at Theq, her face pained.

Theq nods at Aldwyn.

Theq says 'Farewell.'

Lucie reaches out to grab Theq's forearm. She swallows hard and whispers 'Wait.'

Theq looks down at his arm.

Lucie frowns and withdraws her hand.

Theq says 'I have waited long enough, Lieutenant.'

Theq says 'It is time to finish what was started.'

Lucie says 'But..'

Lucie says 'Cowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.'

Crenna's eyes water.

Lucie says 'This. This here...'

Lucie says 'This is true.'

Lucie says 'Your brothers and sisters are true.'

Theq stops and looks at each of you in turn.

Lucie says 'Days I feel surrounded yet still alone, I can at least hold to that.'

Theq says 'Unless I am dead. I will return to you.'

Theq says 'But if I do not leave, I am dead already.'

Theq says 'Now, I really must be going. The captain will sail without me.'

Lucie says 'For the First and Mayene.'

Lucie snaps to attention and salutes Theq.

Theq says 'For the First and Mayene.'

Lucie turns on her heel and walks away.

Lucie leaves north.

salute theq
Crenna salutes him.

Theq nods at Crenna.

Aldwyn says 'For the First and Mayene, brother. Swift journey to you.'

Theq nods at Aldwyn.

Theq says 'Farewell.'

Crenna says 'Please remember that you are worthy of happiness, Theq.'

Theq leaves south.

Spam to the docks.

give 3 crowns heavy
You give him three crowns.

The Captain of a cargo ship nods at you.

The Captain orders a plank to be lowered and helps you inside his ship.

Inside a Small Cargo Ship
The accommodations are far from pleasant in this small ship. You are
positioned among badly tied crates of various sizes holding goods from
around the world from lamp oil to smelly fish. Large timber masts support
the roof and considering how the small ship moves, it would be wise to
cling on to one of them during the journey. A tall grating overhead leads
onto the main deck, but appears to be locked.
[ obvious exits: ]

The ship juts roughly into motion, sending a few badly tied crates into slide.

Theq closes his eyes and leans back against a crate.

The ship jumps up and down as it encounters larger waves, sending even more of its cargo into motion.

Theq murmurs, 'I am coming for you. I am coming for you all...'

The ship rocks violently, forcing you to cling on to what you can in order to stay in one place.

Finally the rocking settles down a bit and crates stop moving.

The ship slows down as it approaches the docks of Illian.

Shouts can be heard overhead.

Finally the ship comes to a halt and the world seems to stop spinning.

The grating is opened from above and the Captain helps you onto the deck, and onward to the docks of Illian.

Theq looks around before setting off again, 'Here I come.'