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"Lanterns and ropes might be good. And maybe a bailing pail." T'skar waits for the others, in case there is anything she has missed.

"Where might we find this Ladeep? Sailing sounds like so much fun." She looks at her companions and nods toward their rooms after she has received directions. "It would be good to get a little rest before we begin," she states, as she heads to their rooms. Once the others have entered she introduces herself "I am T'skar, from Tagfier. As some of you have already noted, I do possess magic. Now, I think it is in order that those of you who have just joined us introduce yourselves so that we may work as a team." She waits for replies.

ooc> I was waiting to see what my "traveling companions" were going to do, as some of them seem to be able to sense everything that goes on. I really must be the worst magic user ever, everyone knows when I cast a spell :) ic> T'skar looks sceptically at the two new arrivals, wondering why they didn't continue whatever it was they were doing outside. Turning back to the waitress she asks, "What are these events that happened so long ago, and yet seem to consume your very lives still?" in as compassionate a voice as she can muster.

T'skar pats her hand, sending a calming spell to her with the contact, "There there, I'm sure it's all ancient history. Why don't you join me? There don't seem to be any other customers at the moment." She pulls a chair out for the unsettled soul.

T'skar watches as two of her traveling companions head out the door to the market. She orders a local wine from the woman coming to serve them, and then waits pensively while it comes. As the woman turns to leave, she asks "We have heard in our travels of ruins on this Island, but this village looks very well kept. Are there any near here?"

T'skar shows them the book that they picked up in Kolokon listing the schools of the different Children, wondering if that might help them.

occ> I'm out in the sticks for another month or so, and will not have much internet access, and only dial-up at best. I would love to continue this, but life is intruding. So if I am the only one left, I suppose we should call it done. It has been fun, and I'd hate to see it die. Maybe just a summer hiatus?

"He thought he would look down the south coast. There is an island there that is supposed to be haunted, and there is more water there." T'skar pauses a moment, "We were wanting to head that way ourselves. Would you like to join us? We could discuss it over a meal." She waits for a reply.

"Um, excuse me for interrupting, but did you just mention Kyrykki? It would be a strange ... coincidence ... shall we say, but we happened to meet an odd fellow by that name just today. He was looking for a friend of his by the name of Prynx. He walked with us for a while, and then jumped into a forge fire, and disappeared." T'skar waits to see what effect this information has on the two strangers.

occ> Modman see Malchik's post above yours. This is NOT an Oblivion or Morrowind RP. You need to read this first and then send a PM to Malchik with your character information, so he can work you into the story. Tough break on the fall Malchik. I hope you are to be playing someone with multiple lacerations. Break a leg, as they say in show biz, but I'm sure they don't mean fall down the stairs to do it.

"Although cockroaches may be plentiful, I'm sure there are more pleasant things to eat here," She looks at the funny little man who is obviously insane, as she holds up her empty hands, "I suppose we may as well check out the local cuisine before calling it a night." She heads for the door, not waiting for the others to reply.

"It appears our new 'friend' is rude, as well as inept." T'skar sneers as she looks at the sleeping form. "It would be so easy to be rid of this problem," she muses, hand brushing her dagger, "But I'm sure that would create some new ones." She reluctantly pulls her hand away. Turning to the rest, she says, "Where to now? We are in the middle of the country, and need to make some decisions. I propose we head south, to find the Child of Healing, so that we can get a water breathing spell to find one of the missing swords. Then likely head to the ruined city to the west, to see if we can find the other missing sword. It's really no use going after the swords we know if we can't find the missing ones." She waits for the others to reply.

"A thief. A thief with a conscience, even worse." T'skar looks the man over, "I suppose when dealing with thieves, it is best to have them in front of you, or at least beside you, rather than slinking around behind you." She pauses, "You said someone hired you steal these swords? Could you at least describe them? Anything you can remember might prove useful, no matter how trivial seeming." She waits for an answer, using her Mind magic to detect a lie.

"Well, I think we can assume that this a sword of Zooz. But now what to do with it?" T'skar looks at the others, "We could take it to the sword maker, but he might not be willing to give it back after he has cleaned it. Maybe we should check with the weapons trainers and see if they can help us." T'skar proceeds to conceal their other two swords.

"Lets drop off our purchases before we proceed," T'skar suggests, and heads to her room. Once everyone is in, she pulls out the blob that resembles a sword, and proceeds to reveal the two swords of Zooz they have in their possession. "We know that the tips of these swords are attracted to each other, so lets see if we have the eighth sword of Zooz." With that, she draws the two close to the tip of the new sword.