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PostPosted: Sun Feb 09, 2003 1:05 am    Post subject: A peculiar conversation... Reply with quote

As told by Quint Lightfoot, resident Kender of Ansteorra; to Xavier Zott, Cleric of Dunkild.

Quint Lightfoot hops down the road, his eyes immediately locking onto Xavier. "Oh my! Shiny gems!" He leaps over to grab them, rather forgetting his ability to be silent.

Xavier Zott's eyes snap open and the medals are all hidden inside his sleeve in an instand. "Aye, they are indeed"

Dirkson leans against the wall, staring vaguely forward, eyes not focused on anything in particular

Quint Lightfoot leaps backwards. He then offers his hand to Xavier. "Hello! I'm Quint! And you're a Dwarf?" While he shoots his barriage of questions, his other hand slowly slips to grab a gem.

Kendria the Elven Priestess: Exuse would you know if there is a clothing store here?

Quint Lightfoot is simply far too entranced in the gems to offer even the simplest gesture or reply.

Kendria the Elven Priestess she rolls her eyes and looks for a store.

Xavier Zott is busily tucking every last remotely interesting thing on his person into his left sleeve, and then reaches out with his right to grab quints hand and shake it. He's apparently had dealings with kender before. "Aye aye! greetn's"

Quint Lightfoot chuckles quietly, and plops down in front of the Dwarf. "I'm Quint Lightfoot, son of Quinby Freefoot, from the town of Flotsam." Thereafter begins an incredibely dull and long history of Quint, told with an overy enthiusasic voice. All the while he tugs on Xavier's sleeves.

Dirkson's gaze wanders over to the kender, leaning against the wall while watching the smallish creature

Xavier Zott tucks his arms into his opposing sleeves, and listens, while staring out into space. After he couldn't take it anymore, his eye beginning to twitch, he breaks in. "Aye! Fascinating! Say, could yeh tell me whats been going on lately around theh kingdom? With theh drow and all?"

Quint Lightfoot's eyes widen. "Ooh! Drow? Where?" He darts looks around, and then leans in towards Xavier, and whispers. "I saw.. a Drow once.." He then leans back, and grins gleefully, and begins a rather dull and long story of his spying a Drow sleep for half an hour.

Xavier Zott waves his hands about frantically. "Yesss! I see" His eye twitches, a wide grin still strained across his face. "But about the drow attacking Ansteorra!"

Dirkson's shoulders shake slightly as he laughs silently, watching the two avidly.

Quint Lightfoot eeps quietly, and then cups his chin in his hands. He thinks for an eternity of 15 minutes, various 'hmm's coming from his mouth. "Well... I hear they had a spy here. Making flesh golems he was!"

Xavier Zott's head tilts on an odd angle, and indeed the entire left side of his face seems to be twitching now, but the grin still remains. "MMhmm.....! But what else!"

Quint Lightfoot shrugs. chuckling. "He was a member of the Dark Night. They found that out from a letter of his. It apears the Dark Night was planning to raid Ansteorra, and kidnap the new chuild, Syl'vonari!"

Xavier Zott seems to settle down a bit, actually hearing useful information. "Eh? What did theh want from theh young'un?"

Quint Lightfoot chuckles, for Kenders know not the sense of fear, and this particular one lacked the wisdom to understand the implications of these actions. "They say she's magical... and apparently is being guarded by Lolth's rival, Ellistrae! I can only guess that they wished to sacrifice Syl'vonari to Lolth, so as to gain her favor for their House."

Xavier Zott hrms.. "Who is Lolth, and Ellistrae?

Quint Lightfoot gapes slightly. "Silly Dwarf! Lolth is the Spider Queen, the evil Godess of the Drow. Ellistrae, on the other hand, is a rejected, good Goddess of Drow that is worshipped by extremely fuew Drow."

Xavier Zott strokes his beard thoughtfully. "So... why -that- child?"

Quint Lightfoot chuckles quietly. "Because they say that she is the blessed child of Ellistrae! Or at least a faveoured one.... or perhaps one that will grow to be her cleric. Who knows?"

Xavier Zott grins, and pats Quints shoulder, letting a medallion drop out of it and into Quints lap. "Thankyeh fer this most intruigin conversation, ehh... Quint. M'names Xavier by the way, Xavier Zott." He stands.



-This conversation was heard by most, as the Kender's voice was far from controlled. In any case, one must not forget that they are rumors, and not all facts may be true, or accurate.-
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PostPosted: Mon Feb 10, 2003 1:03 am    Post subject: A Quiet Interlude Reply with quote

His meditations were interrupted by a shrill voice from the tavern below, the child's name seeming to echo upon the cool breeze suddenly arising from beneath his door. After a quick pat-check to ensure that his possessions were in their proper places, he was soon watching from atop the tavern stairs.

"Silly Dwarf! Lolth is the Spider Queen, the evil Goddess of the Drow. Ellistrae, on the other hand, is a rejected, good Goddess of Drow that is worshipped by extremely few Drow," exclaimed the kender.

His crossbow leapt reflexively to hand, aimed at the back of the insolent creature's little head.

The kender chuckled quietly, "Because they say that she is the blessed child of Eilistraee! Or at least a favoured one.... or perhaps one that will grow to be her cleric. Who knows?"

A somewhat chastened grin spread across his features, hidden by cloaked depths. He had been overly hasty, assuming the creature an enemy. Slipping his weapon back into concealment, he returned to his room to await the results from his "prying eyes."
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