The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

"Was it you who convinced Nala to help poison Ephebe?"

"No."

Ooh, badly phrased question. I have to answer honestly, not thoroughly. ;P

Krays wrote:

"Was it you who convinced Nala to help poison Ephebe?"

"No."

Ooh, badly phrased question. I have to answer honestly, not thoroughly. ;P

Oh I know, right?

narrator wrote:

Krays wrote:

"Was it you who convinced Nala to help poison Ephebe?"

"No."

Ooh, badly phrased question. I have to answer honestly, not thoroughly. ;P

Oh I know, right?

"Who was it then, and were you involved in any way?"

"No one. I could not be involved in something that did not happen."

Fieri frowned.

"Who was responsible for Ephebe's poisoning?"

Krays wrote:

narrator wrote:

Krays wrote:

"Was it you who convinced Nala to help poison Ephebe?"

"No."

Ooh, badly phrased question. I have to answer honestly, not thoroughly. ;P

Oh I know, right?

"Who was it then, and were you involved in any way?"

"No one. I could not be involved in something that did not happen."

"Explain. In detail"

Fieri frowned.

"Who was responsible for Ephebe's poisoning?"

"I was. I am sorry the results were not more permanent."

"I hate ghosts I really, really do." Asch mutters darkly.

narrator wrote:

Krays wrote:

narrator wrote:

Krays wrote:

"Was it you who convinced Nala to help poison Ephebe?"

"No."

Ooh, badly phrased question. I have to answer honestly, not thoroughly. ;P

Oh I know, right?

"Who was it then, and were you involved in any way?"

"No one. I could not be involved in something that did not happen."

"Explain. In detail"

"Nala was a pawn. Her use was over. I framed her for the crime, used compulsion magic to force two of her thralls to impersonate staff members, possessed a student in order to manufacture the poison, and had one of the thralls put it in her food, with the other one waiting to finish her in the infirmary if the poison was not enough."

"Just so we're clear, spirit, my companions attacking you will not break my hold on you. You are not charmed, you are controlled, as if I had created you myself. I could order you to stand there and let them blast you into non-existence with holy spells. I should like you to be more cooperative, do you understand?"

in response to "I was. I am sorry the results were not more permanent."

"Just so we're clear, spirit, my companions attacking you will not break my hold on you. You are not charmed, you are controlled, as if I had created you myself. I could order you to stand there and let them blast you into non-existence with holy spells. I should like you to be more cooperative, do you understand?"

in response to "I was. I am sorry the results were not more permanent."

He smiled slyly.

"I understand."

"Oh I could get behind that." Asch said as he loaded a shell into his caster.

Ephebe-Spin walks over to Krays, whispering in his ear, "Ask him how to kill him so he won't come back."

"Why do you persist in un-death? Do you not wish to rest?"

"Why do you persist in un-death? Do you not wish to rest?"

"I seek vengeance against my murderer and her vermin spawn."

::No, that's the wrong question! Krays needs to ask the question exactly as you phrased it to him. It's important.::

Looks at Ephbe-Spin
"I don't think we'd like to accomodate that"

"Who is your murderer?"

Ephebe-Spin nudges Krays's shoulder, indicating the kobold needs to ask the specific question.

The exact question! GET IT RIGHT!!!!!

Looks at Ephbe-Spin

"I don't think we'd like to accomodate that"

"Who is your murderer?"

"Rylehtin'akksavith," he hissed, seething with frustrated hatred.

Stumbles a bit, and looks confused
"What?! Oh..well it'll only...<sigh> ok."

"What must we do to destroy you permenantly? How do we kill you so you won't come back? Answer as thuroughly as possible"

Ephebe-Spin nudges Krays's shoulder, indicating the kobold needs to ask the specific question.

The exact question! GET IT RIGHT!!!!!

Well, I could just let you guys destroy him blindly, but now that the gloves are off that would likely result in several deaths next time. At least this way you can't say I didn't give you plenty of hints. ;P

sounds like 'Ryleh in Black Sabbath' :P

Stumbles a bit, and looks confused

"What?! Oh..well it'll only...<sigh> ok."

"What must we do to destroy you permenantly? How do we kill you so you won't come back? Answer as thuroughly as possible"

The ghost laughed without mirth. "You can't. Only another Hunter can send me to my rest, and they would not do such a thing before the dragons are destroyed."

Krays wrote:

Stumbles a bit, and looks confused

"What?! Oh..well it'll only...<sigh> ok."

"What must we do to destroy you permenantly? How do we kill you so you won't come back? Answer as thuroughly as possible"

The ghost laughed without mirth. "You can't. Only another Hunter can send me to my rest, and they would not do such a thing before the dragons are destroyed."

Grins evilly at the apparition

narrator wrote:

Krays wrote:

Stumbles a bit, and looks confused

"What?! Oh..well it'll only...<sigh> ok."

"What must we do to destroy you permenantly? How do we kill you so you won't come back? Answer as thuroughly as possible"

The ghost laughed without mirth. "You can't. Only another Hunter can send me to my rest, and they would not do such a thing before the dragons are destroyed."

Grins evilly at the apparition

"Really? Any Hunter?"

Looks a bit nonplussed. "Yes."

Smiles
"That's good to know."

Looks at Spin-Ephebe
"Satisfied? It's you he's hunting..."

"What does another hunter need to do to destroy you entirely? Again.. in specific."

"What does another hunter need to do to destroy you entirely? Again.. in specific."

He would have gritted his teeth if he hadn't been incorporeal. "Strike me through the heart with a bladed weapon capable of harming a ghost.....wait...you're not....?" He looked quizzically at Ephebe/Spin as if he were unsure what he was really seeing.

Ephebe-Spin whispers to Krays, "How long can you hold him here? We may need to get some help to finish him off now. I don't want this guy coming back to haunt me." THe way he says 'me' indicates he's thinking of the real Ephebe.

Lysander laughs out loud after a moment. It is a strange laugh.

Lysander laughs out loud after a moment. It is a strange laugh, not menacing or cheerful.

** spoiler omitted **

I don't think that he's thinking what i'm beginning to think you think I'm thinking.

I'm okay with that.

Lysander leaps from his and lands without a sound on the ground far below. With that strange, blade-less hilt at the ready, he seems to be waiting for something.

"I'm Lysander." He says with a an accent. "A Sandwalker." He continues, naming his Hunter Clan.

I'm okay with that.

Lysander leaps from his and lands without a sound on the ground far below. With that strange, blade-less hilt at the ready, he seems to be waiting for something.

"I'm Lysander." He says with a an accent. "A Sandwalker." He continues, naming his Hunter Clan.

The ghost gets that 'oh shit' look as he realizes the implications, given the bad blood between the Sandwalkers and the Shadowstrikes. He mentally cursed the lack of thoroughness of his mortal counterparts.

"You must hate me. But surely even with that you would not...not while our Prey yet lives!"

"Yes I do, and stop calling me Shirley!" <rimshot>

Fieri looks confused.

She has no idea who Lysander is. She gets her info from Jiminy. He leaves bits out.

Slarrow watches the encounter blankly.
*Ribbit*

Would Lysander have any way of recognizing right away if someone was a Hunter or not?

Jeez. I'm on tour for less than a week and...'316 new posts.' lulz. Can't say I'm surprised.

Jeez. I'm on tour for less than a week and...'316 new posts.' lulz. Can't say I'm surprised.

We were wondering where you disappeared to... ;P

Welcome back, Nasima.

Would Lysander have any way of recognizing right away if someone was a Hunter or not?

I was about to say he couldn't, but then I remembered how I was remaking him and the theme I was using. So yeah, he can feel when one get's close.

"My Prey, your Prey.. vastly different."

I just assumed those rascally aliens abducted you.

Jeez. I'm on tour for less than a week and...'316 new posts.' lulz. Can't say I'm surprised.

Welcome back, don't mind the insanity, as you know it's always like that here. :)

"My Prey, your Prey.. vastly different."

"But you are a Hunter!" the ghost protested. "It is the first responsibility of all Hunters to end the existence of those vile dragons."

"Hunters started as assassins.. no one paid me." Lysander says slowly.

"Hunters started as assassins.. no one paid me." Lysander says slowly, trying to find the right words.

"And who pays an assassin who doesn't finish the job?" the ghost said desperately. "As long as the dragons live our people have no honor."

"Honor.. from assassins? Who could pay us? Stuck in this world? We're forgotten."

Asch stands quiet while Lysander and ythe ghost talk. His hands tightening on the grips of his guns.

"Strike me through the heart with a bladed weapon capable of harming a ghost….."

Ephebe-Spin seems to struggle with something as Lysander and the possessed student talk about their Hunter issues. Her mind wrestles to uncover something in what he said… something that might be crucial.

I never was good at puzzles… then the idea strikes home. His heart…

Ephebe interrupts, "You said a Hunter must drive a specific blade into your heart. Where is your heart? Does it move with you - capable of entering other bodies? Or the heart you had when you had a living body?"

"Honor.. from assassins? Who could pay us? Stuck in this world? We're forgotten."

"Foolish boy. Honor and reputation are the most important things for an assassin. Forgotten? Maybe, but we can remind them. Once the dragons are dead. The ones who hired our order...they have long memories. Many of them still live."

The Ghost-hunter-Thing wrote:

"Strike me through the heart with a bladed weapon capable of harming a ghost….."

Ephebe-Spin seems to struggle with something as Lysander and the possessed student talk about their Hunter issues. Her mind wrestles to uncover something in what he said… something that might be crucial.

I never was good at puzzles… then the idea strikes home. His heart…

Ephebe interrupts, "You said a Hunter must drive a specific blade into your heart. Where is your heart? Does it move with you - capable of entering other bodies? Or the heart you had when you had a living body?"

The ghost gritted its teeth.