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*Rolls eyes*
Like I care. YAP!

A small shocker lizard observes the three, grinning ear to ear. It approaches.
"A dying leaf against the luster,
A bit of ore against the sun,
A lute string against the jester,
And a shadow against the dawn."
It cocks its head quizzically.
"Shadow shall meet, the light will greet, and darkness shall fight its brother. The lines will fade, a new shape will be laid, and daughter shall meet mother."
It grins again.

Auruns rides back into the Oasis, his face a little sad, and with a satchel full of stars. He spends a while looking around, but finds even the octopus gone from its customary place.

He locates an empty coconut shell eventually, and after scraping off the husk with a knife, he touches a lucky amulet to protect his soul from being stolen with the writing and scratches on its shell, in rather wobbly letters: 'AURUNS MUST GO NOW. GUDBYE FRENDS.'
He leaves it somewhere he hopes that it will be found, then rides his giant gecko through the portal that obligingly opens up for him, to join the goblins waiting on the other side.
Then the portal winks out.

The shocker lizard yips forlornly.

I am legally required to warn you that if you continue to disrespect dwarven proceedings in this manner, that I will be obliged to inform the defence and prosecution of your presence, the next time the guard shifts rotate, and they will be able to cite it in court as evidence to build their cases.

And I know for a fact that the old devil who's prosecuting would be delighted to hear of it.

"I isn't in any side, but I is knowin' a great bit 'bout this case. Is really a witness, mainly."

Mah Aunt Esmarelda wrote:

Esmerelda approaches the halls.

"Ah'd lahk ta testifah on behahf o' Lynora Jill!"She calls out, her old accent returning.

A pair of guards cross halberds blocking any further progress.

Unless you are here as a witness to testify to her guilt, go away old woman. The prosecution is just opening its case and it will be days yet before that is done and the defence starts to call witnesses.

"Yip, yip, isn't old wemen, is young lizzy. An' she's a lizzy too, save bigger, now, missy."

Berholm II, Lord of the Dwarves wrote:

In the halls of the dwarven citadel of Uthaz Ydgraf, the trial (in her absence) of Lynora-Jill commences...

Occasional updates will be posted to give an idea to those with well informed/connected characters of what is going on.

Esmerelda approaches the halls.

"Ah'd lahk ta testifah on behahf o' Lynora Jill!"She calls out, her old accent returning.

A shocker lizard appears next to her.

Claws of terror and darkness reach out, smashing through and scattering the patterns rising from the fallen Lynora-Jill.

they snatch at the armies of dreams and nightmares screening the retreat of the pair of apparent elves, and within moments the dreams and nightmares are gone. A primeval screech of rage shakes the battlefield.

"A dragon angered

Somewhere in the darkness burn twin points of red- perhaps baleful stars, or the eyes of something very big...

A shocker lizard appears next to them.

Runelord of Uncaring wrote:

A shock lizard runs in.

"Yippity yippety yappity yip."
A small scroll is tied to its leg.

Oh, hello little one. Aren't you cute. Would you like me to take that scroll off your leg? she says reaching out to the lizard.

Lynora feels a bit of static as she takes the scroll. It unfurls at the touch. It reads,

A shock lizard runs in.
"Yippity yippety yappity yip."
A small scroll is tied to its leg.

Hmm. If 8th Runelord gets goblins, I want a critter too! Hey, I know! Muahahaha! >:D
A large lizard leaps in. Electricity pulsates around it.
"Yip, yap, yippity yap."
A small piece of parchment is attached to its tail.

The lizard leaps back in.
"Dull this is, let's make a change,
To fit your interpretation strange,
Ye get the spirit of a deity,
Gimme my spirit, yours is quite meaty."
He hands over a small ball of light.
"Give it to me, lest I get angry. Hand it here, yip yip.
"Yap."

Uhhh...It's a magic flower. Yeah.

Kobold Cleaver:

With regard to the Carnival of Shadows & the Runelord of Uncaring's efforts, can't you find a priest of some LG deity of suffering & martyrdom such as Ilmater from the old edition Forgotten Realms to volunteer to take the boy's place; being tortured for however long it takes before the Carnival of Shadows becomes defunct to rescue the soul of a child might be within the bounds of what some zealots of the religion might be prepared to endure.

Yeah, I guess, it's just that technically, they both have their own definition of the rules, and that makes it a bit tough. However, the Runelord of Uncaring might get tired of his insisting on his interpretation and try it.

Momus turns to Ash. "The best evil is to stick strictly to what you agree to and force all others to do the same. Yet always try to work the deal to your best advantage." Tickling a shadow jester nder it's chin he smiles. "Isn't that right my boy?"

"Indeed. But you is inright.

The lizard reappears the next day.
"Back I am, owed me the spirit is,
I've held my part, here it is."
He holds up a small baby rabbit. He laughs.
"Yip, yip. Tis pure, tis innocent, as was the laws set,
Give me the spirit of the boy, and no enemy from me will you get."

"There is only one fair trade," Momus says. "If you bring me a soul, pure and uncorrupted, I will give you this soul. However, the soul you offer in return must be given freely and without coercion. Do we have a deal?"

The lizard thinks.

"The child's soul is already promised to me," Momus says. "It was his price for the right to join the Carnival."

"What would you take as compensation?" The lizard asks, dropping the accent and rhymes.

A shocker lizard leaps in.
"May I has the kid's spirit?
If you has it here?
I has a weak place with him at the minute,
And I thinks, 'Why risk all this...
...for a child, mere?"
.....
"Yip, yip."

"She may be caught, she may be not,
I think you needs to think with thy...hearts." He sighs, unable to find a high-pitched synonym.
She may need help of the friend's kind,
Decide for thyselves, but help her mind."

What is with all the rhyming lately? Oh, I hope Alaina is okay. She shouldn't have gone off like that. We offered to help. And look what happened the last time someone turned down our offer of help.

"Die, she may, if you isn't save Alaina,

Alaina starts to foam from the mouth. Her pupils have widened so much her Eyes look totally black.

So much pain ... My girls ... She was Serafina all the time ... That jackal snickered as he raised their dead corpses!

A small shocker lizard appears.

The Runelord watches the Giggler go.

With the Giggler gone, he restores and locks tight the wards which had been suspended for Kobold Cleaver's visit, so that only Runelords or their guests may come and go again. He mutters a little to himself, and a little to the Runelord of Uncaring.
Oh, rest assured that whilst you may have wasted your own time, you have not wasted mine. I know you now, I have seen you in person for what you are, and every last name that makes you up - and you are mine to undo now, if I choose.

"Maybe if ye hit me now, the second day I is many changed,

Catch Snurk that chicken, metal man!

The goblin stabs a spindly green finger several times in the direction of the eldest chicken.

I'm laughing out loud.

The Giggler wrote:

Pokes head in

A thread of evil overlords!
A group of vile beasts!
Perhaps they'll help us shove the sword
Right in the Jacks' hearts at least...

My senior fellow Runelords seem to have their attention elsewhere (polite way of putting 'they seem to have gone back into hibernation') so convince me, clown, that you are capable of selecting a future that benefits the Runelords and their interests.

"We isn't helping him! Nay need! Yelp, yelp!"

"Yelp, yelp, yelp!"

Pokes head in

A thread of evil overlords!
A group of vile beasts!
Perhaps they'll help us shove the sword
Right in the Jacks' hearts at least...

The small shock lizard leaps in. It speaks in a high-pitched, yipping voice.