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<Pain, Terror, Pleasure>

YEAHHHIIIIEEEEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!

"I am here; I can; I must, there is no one else; it is our Masters Will"

As you wish Lord Kosan, I will go forth alone and see if this circle is active; I know something of Chaos having met the Eternal Champion Elric and "She Who Would Be Eternal Champion Cera" and thus I have spent five thousand years in the captivity of the Mad God in his fun house of torment to amuse the foolish and unware; yet many like Lorm Dragonheart gained strength there; many gain death. But it was my Master Balfic Graa who sought not for himself; but delivered Me and my eleven sisters from that eternal slavery and imprisonment.

Thus, I think I would be able to tell if this was a portal, one of those from which we helplessly watched the world and waited to destroy the unwary until my Master saved us and remade us as Agents Against the Old Ones. As it would benefit my Master, I will go forth to find out if this is an active Greater Symbol; and if it is; my sacrifice will not be in vain.

<with great stealth; as if she was Darkness itself; she moved down the hall; after a few steps you loose any sense of her. Until you see her radiance appear down the hall.>

"So, with all you devote religous people; will one of your Gods intercede and save us now? Mine will if your wont; the Dark God of High Priest Balfic; I could call on Balfic to ask for an emissary or help; but all dieties exact a price. I am willing to wait of one of you will call for aide; but this task is to important to the world to fail; we must be ready to accept what aid those willing can provide. What say you all"

heard quite clearly by everyone in their native tounge

Aborts action; grabs Nebebit and hugs her tight grip and begins to glow with a firey aura.

"Fools; this may be madness!"

(11)

"It is not about worth; not ever; there is no such thing as worthy or not worthy; it is all illusion; there is only what is and how it all fits; worth is relitive to time and place; an illusion of discernable judgment. Cast off such trappings and behold"

Gripping you tight; enwrapped in her naked body, arms and wings; you begin to fade; microsecond by microsecond you are attuned as your body is broken into thousands of molucules; like a slow teleport; plane shift; you are uncertain what is happening; for and instant lasting a millenia; you are in the deepest, despairing pit of Hell or the Abyss; you know not which; the agony to a mortal soul is total and overwhelming; then it is gone and you stand on solid darkness; darker than dark; the abscence of all light; total darkness without sound or sensation; there is no time; no external perception other than you and her holding each other and your internal thoughts. The emptyness of it seeks to rip apart your mind; so vast; so empty; the void. Time in meaningless; touch is your only grounding sensation.

then you see a point of light in the distance; it grows and grows giving the sensation of movement; it becomes massive in scale; larger than a galaxy; a span that consciousness of a mortal mind cannot grasp totally; you see the massive dark; and the massive light; elemental and vast yet aware. In the center of the light is a pinhole; something wrong; elementally wrong and vast; a blight of utterance so awful your mind recoils and seeks to turn away. you see that between the light and the dark is a think strip of grey; a merger of light and dark.

"what you see is what your mind comprehends as the basic material of all there is; I was born in the instant of realization of Father Dark and Mother Light; during the instant of creation of the universe; thus you see also is the Perversion of all that is; that wrongness you see.

Just look and remember; we can talk about what you see later; you must understand what you see and know it with all you are; that you may prepare Astinos for his desire to become a Champion of Light; and all that that means; their exists Champions only in dichotomy; for a Champion of Light; there must be a Champion of Dark.

I will take you to the others now"

June and Kemnebi appear next to March.

Kemnebi, I would give you a gift of knowledge, the foundation of "all that is"; true knowlege; do you accept that as well?

Magus Kenembi; do you trust me; do you trust me with you eternal soul; I can get us out of here; but it will cost you; but you will not be lost; but you must give me your trust; all of it.

Valegrim wrote:

June wiggles a bit and flexes and begins to glow a bit; so Kenembi your low light kicks in and you can see that she is in her gloriosly infernal demon form; her large black leathery bat wings holding back the crush of dirt and rock making a tiny little room; she has a seven small horns coming out of her head; about 3 inches that barely poke up through her hair looking like a permanent crown; her eyes swirl with the flow of the universe; galaxies can be seen deep within; she is staring right at your, into you, past you; through you; her lips quivering. At this moment she is about 8ft tall; the muscles on her stomach ripple and her ample chest rises and falls with each pained breath. Her arms are around you in a hug. You now have about 6 inches of space to move.

Kemnebi Blinks, his eyes adjusting to the dim light, and go wide.

"Oh. Wow." He murmurs aloud, his low voice surprisingly loud in the tiny space. He notes her unusual features with an curious, and appreciative, glance, but stares into her eyes. Those luminescent, glorious, deep, eyes,...

'Just who is the moth, and who is the flame,...?' One part of his brain manages to think, all else is being absorbed by those eyes,...

Valegrim wrote:

"Sure boss, I am on it; which way?"

presumably from the centipede.

Kemnebi huffs, blinks, and shifts his gaze lower. (Which is no less pleasant, but less dangerous than those magnificent eyes!) And tenses as his thoughts race,... Those eyes, Way? What way? Wow. She's,... WOW. FOCUS! Where did,..? He threw Nebibit, turned around, grabbed June, kissed her, the earth,... Turned around!

'Behind me! If I were standing up, behind me! The others are there! Go swiftly!' Kemnebi 'shouts' mentally. (The mental equivalent of talking while releasing a long-held breath.)

Calmer, (or at least more 'quietly') he continues while reaching slowly and carefully for his component pouch. 'Hang in there June, I'm going to teleport out, and then...

<ok; think this one is next to Kenembi>

Kenembi; we wont make it; come to me in my embrace; this dirt cannot hurt me though we may be entombed; hurry.

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Kenembi; you realize you cant get anywhere else; unless you have a spell or something.

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Nebebit; you realize Kenembi's situation is hopeless; yours might be too as well as Fox's

"It is up to all of you then; choose"

"Nor I Sister; Nor I; but perhaps this one; Kenembi can get a sense of it; He is on the Path, a hard choice; but noble"

"But do they fear enough or to much, I have no sense of it; I am blinded, should we flee?"

"The eyes are upon us sister; so many eyes"

"Aye, my sister speaks true and with wisdom, as always, this coming manifestation smells of a Terror long past; it will fester and grow in the dark in this place of blood and death; a be-Witching Horror Dun.

Prince Llvenoc; perhaps you should use your new won Unmaking to stop this event and spare the world this Ancient Grief."

<she nods back to you>
"Keep sharp now; there is foulness in the air; ancient"

Iunius Decendo Cessi wrote:

"it is not to win or to lose; it is to survive; did you not survive; did you not gain power as I promised? are you not more able to survive future threats?"

Kemnebi smiles, blinking owlishly. He is apparently still trying to remember exactly what happened.

"Yes. Yes! I survived. Or, at least, I think I did,... I also seem to remember dying, Was that pain, or pleasure?!?" He mutters.

He absent-mindedly reaches up to touch the centipede once again.

"And I definitely gained,... something." He mumbles, then turns and smiles a small smile of pure,... happiness?,... at June.

"Thank you June!" He beams, following the others as they make their way back,...

"it is not to win or to lose; it is to survive; did you not survive; did you not gain power as I promised? are you not more able to survive future threats?"

"we should rejoin the others; I hear battle, grab your prize Lord Llvenoc" looks over to Kenembi who is curled up on the floor in sated bliss. "should we wake him?"

The managerie creatures with Kenembi all stop and give June a hiss; comical really.

in direct telepathy

"Kemnebi, I know Sidhe, if you want this girl then do as I say; look her right in the eyes; never waver; dont blink; ignore all things but looking directly into her eyes to see the spirit inside; thus she will be yours as is her nature; if you wish to be rid of her then look at her body; your surrounding but dont look upon her face; though at this point that could put your in jepardy. See how she talks to you to talk about yourself; this is a game; play equal share with her and you will gain respect in her eyes; force her to talk about herself and memorize what she says for it will be the truth; but you must scrutinize it to find what she is not saying.

Thus I keep my word to you to aid you on your quest for power"

mentally communicating:
HMM, well, if you were human; you could moon them and run, might even live through it; you could steal a kiss from the nymph would be tragic heroic; you wouldnt live through it. You could bar their approach to the bridge and make a silly; like "whats the password" would be brave; but they might cut you to ribbons instead of laugh. You could cast a hasty retreat spell or dimension door away. You could just stay there and keep talking, that would make it look like your not intimidated; especially if you dont move aside on the bridge. You could take the nymph's arm and go for a walk; forgetting about the game as your only observing; you could make like your trying to win her over to winter, but then you would have to try to win her to winter for that to make any sense. You could fall in the river comicallyl; or dive into the river to show your distain or conquering of that enviroment; you could probably survive it, but maybe not if there are kelpies or other fey in the water; might be a few trolls under the bridge as well. You could challenge another summer person in the Marshals retinue to a contest.

anything you do; the Prince and I will try to use to our advantage.

"ok, you will play three games; one on each middle teir. Each game will consist of 100 moves. At the end of 100 moves; Kalona/Raven will judge the strength of each players postition and declare a winner.The game must be played from whatever position the board is currently set to and gains and losses will be judged from there regardless of if you start with a winning or losing position; it is the strength of improvement of your sides situation that is in question.

at the conclusion of the three games; winner of the contest.

neither player may eat or drink during the contest; entering the bridge starts the contest; leaving the bridge ends the constest; if any player leaves the before the constest if completed; they forfit.

the short term prize won by this contest will be the the Mother's Unraveling. <she shudders>

good luck.

<she gives Prince Llvenoc a quick kiss>

to the rest of the party she says: "we may enter the bridge and watch, yet may not interfere; anyone that interferes in any way will be slain by Raven and fed to the Crows at His discretion <the crows in the distance flap and cry out>

you may also explore at your own risk."

I accept the postition of Second of Prince Llvenoc in his due right to obtain thee Unweave

"Prince, that was not from the prime material plane, beware; you know not the true identity of your opponent; you might be facing a Fey Noble or even some diety or one of the rulers of summer"

"It appears we are cut off, dear prince, I know not that creature before us; some elite guard of Summer hopefully not as powerful as that artifact of Winter or we are in big trouble, they often manifest in a guise unknown hiding their true natures under glamour, yet is constrained by the rules of its form; do you speak plant, perhaps it cannot speak elven, I doubt it will speak Drow; as a Drow; it probably assumes you are an agent of Winter and are being deceptive? I assume it will attack regardless."

"we seem to have moved into a demiplane created by the Queens to contest an issue, we are no longer with the others Prince Llvenoc and doubt we can rejoin; I do not sense them any longer; is your mindlink still working?"

Outloud-
"From the Mothers, if I am not mistaken <tastes the air> Winter I am thinking...Mother Winter the Destroyer; the Unbinder. Hard to tell with the interference..."

Go Durr Go
Kalona; peck their eyes out; Peck em good
Go team go
give em that headbutt; dwarven heads are so hard it is legendary;
Go Kosan go; headbutt headbutt
Come on Astionos; stomp those feet
Rah Rah Rah.
Lets go Cats lets go!

<still in her cheerleader outfit...fairly revealing outfit; she dances and shakes her pompoms>

So true my sister.

<back in the rear with her sister and LLvenoc>
I have been told that there is a certain satisfaction, cathardic really, from personally rending your foes or ringing there neck...

init 24 sheesh.

Valiant Heroes; there is not much I can do to help here that would not hurt as well so...<turns invisible, gracefully moves to the rear of the group past Llvenoc>

"I believe he did, my sister, twas what I understood as well for surely I would not wish callouses if not for his urgency -- look; I might be getting a blister..."

*blushes* well...uhm...I haven't studies in centuries, I doubt I am much help

<then looks down the hall>

yes, I see it too, a cloud of some sort I think, can't tell what it is, but seems to slowly be coming this way, but doesnt seem to know about us; I cant tell if it is intelligent or not.
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Iunius Decendo Cessi wrote:

I used to know one my dear cat; Passwall I think it was there was also one to change you temporarily into a spectre like creature; to slip through holes and things; do you know that one?

Kemnebi shakes his head ruefully, then grins at June.

"You never cease to amaze me! I confess to a certain, healthy ego regarding my arcane knowledge, but it is entirely possible that you have forgotten more about magic than I have yet learned!"

The mage tenses as Astinos hisses tersely. He nods, looking around and wondering just how it could be so easy to forget he was walking through a crypt populated with undead!

I used to know one my dear cat; Passwall I think it was there was also one to change you temporarily into a spectre like creature; to slip through holes and things; do you know that one?

"Dear Aahz has understated the issue; there are several large cracks in the walls and floor and cieling the way he went; new ones; i believe from the battle above our heads; with Thunderfoot in the region; we are not safe from being buried alive among the undead."

LLvenoc, do not your race and dwarves have a natural talent for finding secret and hidden things? Perhaps you could look around a bit, but I doubt Caer missed anything...

Stop? In Hecate's region, are you certain? Do you not think we could vanquish these snakes and be done before the Sun rises yet again? All I see here is crypts and more crypts.

Caer:
I see a change up ahead; about 200 ft the corridors change symbols and colors from that of white, Zeus' color I believe; to that of Black; the color of magic and Hecate; the region of those dead consecrated to her. I suggest you apply extreme care for several of our group did attack and do damage to an altar of Hecate yesterday; her wrath may be at hand...

Llvenoc and Kosan:

Caer

<wink and smile at Kenembi then quietly scampers forward to her place>

Aye Sister, methinks with Prince Llvenoc and Mr Bones 1 and 2; our dear casters, as it were, are well guarded, methinks I shall skulk along with Caerwyn, Aahz and Kalona lest our young heroes do anything overyly rash. I have not skulked in years and could use the practice.

<she very gracefully moves forward skulking all decked out in her brightly colored cheerleading outfit, gleaming smile, long fingernails and high healed shoes, really stunningly beautiful - as she silently moves forward it changes to some dark leather looking material; yet still as revealing and her skin becomes darker and more swarthy and blends in very well with her surroundings though her eyes <and Decidios> glow a cherry red in this gloom. How she moves skulking in high heals; well, is anyones guess>

leans forward in a very sultry way and Whispers in a husky voice that makes hearts pound <hi guys, are we going straight or right or some of both?>

Well said; and their best are probably at the top near the surface and we will be at the bottom; if we do it quick enough; we can scoot before they bring their greatest strength to bear.

"A gentle reminder, my kitty kat; did not Sir Aahz state yesterday that Neptune was battling a vicious titanic sea monster offshore in the ocean? I have heard that these sea monsters have been a plague on ships and any sea travel and reputed to be able to create vast whirlpools to ensnare ships to crush them with their tentacles. Maybe these sea monsters are just lonely and looking for something large enough to hug...if only it were that simple"

My sister and I have a natural aura that can disrupt some magics.

"disruptive magic and a strong blow from a magic hammer, axe or pick should do it"

"well, it has been said that true beauty can make the dead rise or was that give rise to something dead...I forget... <said with a straight face; then busts out in a small giggle>

"I suppose that the Kid's plan has some merit, as my sister and I are not harmed by some things that would hurt you; like fire for instance and some magics do now work on us.

<turns to Kenembi>
"but are you ready to accept that I have or can have wings; what if they are not beautiful in your eyes; what if you see them and think me something I am not; what if doing this I loose you..Again? I would not risk that which is growing between us for some idea that the world may or may not have something happen. Without me at your side; you could perish; the fight on the ground will be pure murder as the hordes; and I mean hordes a pleanty come to rend you limb from limb and I would not loose you, we have barely had our first kiss; what if they have or summon spectres or wraiths; then what My Love; who will intercede; who I say?"

hmm, you want us to what; carry you in there <skeptical>

<stops kissing Kenembi and backs away a bit> "yes, I can feel it to; cant you all? something...wrong; great sense of wrongness..."

"life is short; later may never come; live in the now; events unfold and a moment passes."

<mumbled between kisses>
yes sister; a convergance of choices left from the Changing of the Age, curious; a dwarf symbolized the change, Balinor with the Pick of Ages; curious, so many choices, so many paths; hard to see; will this be the Age of Chaos; will it be the death of mortals, will this world be destroyed; it's all very...exciting...live today for tomorrow we die. Some Spartan said that; how true eh, enemies at our door; above us; below us; perhaps with us.

<seems to really get her fired up; she turns a bit pink and her breathing changes; throws Kenembi down on the cushions and ehem; pounces on him more passionate than before...>

<she slides into his hug and kisses him deeply stopping the flow of questions like a cork in champagne bottle <shaken>

"did you miss me? wasn't sure you would; you were mean and distant...hurt my feelings" <she takes on a more catlike appearance or whatever Kemnebi's dreams were made of...>

<this kissing is deep and passionate; the couple forgets anyone else is in the room a little bit a blood pressure pounds in their ears and passion builds to a frensy; clothes get mushed and out of sorts <there is a tearing sound> and they seem oblivious to anyone else in the room panting and kissing; can they stop or will they spoil breakfast>

<is seemingly engaged in deep converstation with the Mistress of the Left Hand when the party comes in.>

An amazingly beautiful woman in a Goblinoid Cheerleading suit complete with Pomp Pomps comes into the room <having been guided by several drooling rogues>, she is very distractingly beautiful; near perfect but seems to not be aware of it herself and she is totally bubbly.

Master Clavious and the Mistress nod to her.

"Hi all, I am Iunious called June; wow; what a day; cool breakfast; I suppose the others are on their way; yes; I feel they are ready; my sister says their about ready; cool music.

Anyway; pleased to meet you all; you are the new guy taking Thoronhen's place; glad to meet you; I am June and I work for Balfic Graa and am here as "the wisdom" of the group as is my sister as we are a bit older than everyone <she looks 20> and have insights that some people miss; but mostly because Balfic told us to or we asked or something like that. Your a mage; hmm she frowns a little at the halfling"