The Agora

Iltztafein Derahel · Posted: Thu, June 7, 2007, 3:41:21pm Post subject: ...

Iltztafein watches quietly in the corner, his hood covering his face, as his seed talks to a small simian creature. "This is what has become, due to my years of neglect?" he asks himself via his internal monologue.

He stands up and walks towards Pathos and then, speaking in a apathetic tone, says "Matters more urgent caused my absence in your ilfe, but I suppose now I must take an active role in making you... Sane, at the very least."
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~Iltztafein
~~Brother of the Empyrean

Pathos Flidjik Vlurdusk · Posted: Wed, June 20, 2007, 3:51:06pm Post subject:

"You...... I don't know what your doing in Tharropolis, but I do not want to talk to you. I don't care what you have to say, or what your intentions are but I don't want to hear it." With that Pathos turns and continues to walk down the alley towards the barracks.
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ONE OF US!
ONE OF US!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
WE BREAK, HOLES IN TEETH
GOOBLE GOBBLE!
GOOBLE GOBBLE!

Aresnal · Citizen Joined: 11 Apr 2007 Posts: 19

the Trees sweep over the city scaning for trouble
" helot aproaching barracks....bring a male whore with him "
the wind whispers
" all normal"

Aresnal stands at the Crimson guard tower writing down reports as they come in "Another boring night"
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I am Aresnal the hammer of our King
And i shall be your executioner
bend over and prepare

ElektraofNewDelphi · Citizen Joined: 13 Apr 2007 Posts: 70

She moves into the tavern unnoticed. She finds a dark corner and sits. There is a seat next to her and she smiles at the prospect. Not removing her hood, she sits her eyes her only noticeable feature.

She sits alone watching the Greeks have their fun. Her hair moves in front of her face as a youth approaches. “Money I have, BEER is what I want!” He sings, with a hiccup! He flops next to her, the sweet smell of alcohol coming out of his system. He is alone. He does not look at her until his new drink arrives. He turns toward her and continues his song. The he looks away. He turns toward his drink and downs it in one gulp! With a hiccup he smiles at her, she returns that smile and his head hits the table. Death comes quickly to him.

She smiles as she leaves the tavern. Off to find someone called Elektra.

Xoticus The Swamp Elf · King Joined: 03 Apr 2007 Posts: 137 Location: Tharropolis

Xoticus walks a path of darkness and swirling mists. We walks long, his head swimming. He wonders where he is, but cannot focus, cannot remember anything. He comes to a fork in the path. There is no sign. Looking to the left, a painful flash of light, and then a forest clearing.
The Elves of Guarnoss, laughing, living happily in their swampy home. Xot is among them, he feels a hand on him shoulder, and looks to see Grommit smiling. Another flash, and he is again on the path. Looking to the right, the searing light again overtakes him.
Tharropolis. The three kings stand with the great Laconian Army. Lord Bannor is speaking to the troops, but Xot cannot hear the words. The army cheers as they raise their Spears, Swords, and Standards. He feels a hand on his shoulder and looks to see Dienekes smiling. Once more the light, and the darkness.
Looking behind, the path has disappeared. Turning back towards the fork, it too has gone away. In it's place, between where the two paths were, He stands. The One whose name means Courage. Tharros turns away and begins to walk. Xoticus follows, and the Lion begins running. Xot pushes himself to keep up, and smiles as he hears the Lion's roar!
It is still in his ears as he awakens, surrounded by priestesses. Xoticus sits upright to see he has been lying on a soft bed, and sees Absolom and Elektra standing before him.
"Welcome back, Xot!" says the Oracle
Absolom only smiles.
"Silly of you to almost get yourself killed by goblins! You and your cousin, I swear. If you weren't the king I'd set you on fire!" says Elektra, laughing and smiling. "Good thing Absolom circled back to find you, or we'd be doing a ressurection here today!"
The elf looks to Absolom. "Thank you brother, I am in your debt."
"Good, then you will begin your training immediately." replies Absolom "I can see you are confused,"
Absolom and Elektra help him to his feet and lead him down a hallway.
"I brought you here to begin your training as a Warpriest of Tharros, and since you now owe me a life-debt there can be no argument."
"No fool inherits the throne of Sparta, my friend," answered Xoticus. "And you are no fool."
Absolom grins at his statement, as he opens a heavy door at the end of the hall. Stepping inside, Xoticus sees a suit of Platemail, a heavy flail, and two waiting Helots.
Absolom nods and the Helots begin picking up pieces of armour and helping Xot put them on.
The armour fits perfectly.
"We took your measurements while you were sleeping. Xoticus Greenbeard, the time has come for you to unite the Elves and Men of Laconia. You have mastered the Shamanic ways of your people and Brought them to Tharros. Now you must master the ways of Men. Your training begins immediately. Meet me outside when you are ready."
Absolom leaves, and Xoticus ponders his situation. The two paths from his dream. And the Lion...
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Xoticus Of Laconia
One of Three
Shaman of Tharros
There is no Elven Conspiracy...