Alchemical Transformation

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03/04/2013

Message In A Bottle


The Coral Cave
[Exits: south]
Glittering white sand covers the floor of this room, curling in tiny swirls
across the room as if by some unseen current. The cave appears to have
naturally grown within the center of a massive coral formation, and you are
unable to detect any sign of intentional construction. The coral walls pulse
with life, as sea creatures dart in and out of tiny crevices, and colorful
coral fronds sway to and fro like leaves in the wind. Sunlight gently streams
into the room through cracks in the coral ceiling, bathing everything in an
eerie bluish cast. Some magical force must be at work here, since you appear to
be completely underwater, and yet able to breathe without difficulty. The
only exit is to the south, through a small carved out of the coral wall.

A light clinking sound catches your notice.

You say, 'hmmm'.

> l west
Jagged coral outcroppings covered in colorful sea anemone make up the west
wall. Here and there, embedded in the coral, are a number of objects which
have found their way into the cave and then been encased by the living coral.
You can just make out a giant ships anchor, rusted and leaning precariously;
the golden hilt of a sabre sticks out of the coral like a fist; a framed
painting covered in coral dust; and a massive chipped tusk upon which the
skeleton of a huge fish has been impaled.

Clink!

You say, 'what is that sound?'.

> Look down
The floor of the coral cave is made of soft, white sand. Some magical force
prevents the sand from sticking to your feet, and the experience of walking on
it is exceptionally pleasant.

>
There is a large piece of rotted ship's wood hanging here, raggedly engraved as
if by acid. Peering closer, you can make out crude writings which describe the
core values of Alchemy:

1. Alchemy is the art of spiritual and physical transmutation. Seek to manifest
change in others, and understand that which transforms you.

2. Place your Alchemist brethren first, above self.

3. Be accountable and learn from reflection.

4. The practice of Alchemy has consequences. Learn to live with yours.

5. Lord Nash is the first and greatest of all Alchemists. Worship him, or do
not worship him, but never forget his gifts.

> L east
The east wall appears to be a Nashite devotional, depicted by three expertly
carved panels that have been chiseled out of the coral wall. The panels
depict some of the most important events in Nashite history. Beneath each
panel is small, engraved seashell.

Wish: Anyone else hear that sound?

DarkClaw: Good morning, Wish.

A slight shadow flickers overhead.

Wish: good morning

> L up
The roof of the cave is high above you, and seemingly naturally made from the
center of the massive coral formation. Light streams through cracks in the
ceiling. Peering up through them, you make out huge kelp fronds and schools of
fish.

You frown. What's bothering you?

> L South
The round door to the cave is just to the south. It is made of a single large
clam shell. The only feature on the door is a spiral keyhole.
The clam is open.

Something un-fish-like bobs in the water, tapping up against the coral cave roof.

The Coral Cave
[Exits: south]
Glittering white sand covers the floor of this room, curling in tiny swirls
across the room as if by some unseen current. The cave appears to have
naturally grown within the center of a massive coral formation, and you are
unable to detect any sign of intentional construction. The coral walls pulse
with life, as sea creatures dart in and out of tiny crevices, and colorful
coral fronds sway to and fro like leaves in the wind. Sunlight gently streams
into the room through cracks in the coral ceiling, bathing everything in an
eerie bluish cast. Some magical force must be at work here, since you appear to
be completely underwater, and yet able to breathe without difficulty. The
only exit is to the south, through a small carved out of the coral wall.
(Token magic) This bottle has traveled far - nicks and scratches mar its surface.

Wish: A bottle just fell into Coral Cave

DarkClaw: A bottle...of?

Clink!

Wish: I don't know yet...there it was again! That sound!
Wish: Has a pirate ship wrecked in the Sea?

The glass bottle taps against the coral, moved by the waves. *Clink!*

Wish: Someone is throwing trash in my Cave!!!!

>get bottle
You are not permitted to get items from the ground.

DarkClaw: You should flog them.

>eat bottle
You do not have that item.

Wish: And I need a follower to come clean up!

DarkClaw: Enlist the help of Taliesin.

Wish: This is not good.

The bottle bobs in the waves.

Wish removes a mortar and pestle from his cloak.

You get a mortar of alchemically charged gold from bag made from octopus hide.

You get a squid-headed pestle of pure silver from bag made from octopus hide.

DarkClaw: What does the message say?

> L bottle
This green glass bottle probably once held a sailor's ration of rum. Now, no
liquid swirls in its depths: instead, a tightly rolled piece of paper is the
only contents. A cork has been jammed quite deeply into the neck, to keep an
air and water tight seal.

Wish: I don't know yet

> get paper bottle
It is closed.

> open bottle
You open a corked bottle, battered by the currents.

> Look in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

Wish: it looks like there is a scroll of some sort in the bottle

> get scroll
You are not permitted to get items from the ground.

> L in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

DarkClaw: It could be a message saying you've inherited a ton of riches!

Cordir: well what does it say?

> examine scroll
That object is nowhere to be found.

> L in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

Wish: Well, it looks to be a remove curse, true seeing scroll
Wish: quite powerful

Cordir: I would think with your tentacles you would have no difficulty fetching it out.

Wish: But it's dirty!
Wish: Do you have any idea what kind of nasty things Pirates carry?

> L in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

> get all bottle
You see no bottle here.

Cordir: ah. well then... purge your temple.
Cordir: easy to fix.

Wish: how do I do that?

> get scroll
You are not permitted to get items from the ground.

Cordir: clean it with fire

Wish: nod

Western Avenue
[Exits: north east west]
You stand on the marble walkway that makes up Western Avenue.
Although many feet have crossed this ground the marble is not worn
in the least. Wish's temple is to the north.
The sky is rainy and a warm southerly breeze blows.

> purge
Ok.

The Coral Cave
[Exits: south]
Glittering white sand covers the floor of this room, curling in tiny swirls
across the room as if by some unseen current. The cave appears to have
naturally grown within the center of a massive coral formation, and you are
unable to detect any sign of intentional construction. The coral walls pulse
with life, as sea creatures dart in and out of tiny crevices, and colorful
coral fronds sway to and fro like leaves in the wind. Sunlight gently streams
into the room through cracks in the coral ceiling, bathing everything in an
eerie bluish cast. Some magical force must be at work here, since you appear to
be completely underwater, and yet able to breathe without difficulty. The
only exit is to the south, through a small carved out of the coral wall.
(Token magic) This bottle has traveled far - nicks and scratches mar its surface.

> get scroll
You are not permitted to get items from the ground.

> L in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

Cordir: the temple will clean itself eventually

Wish begins mixing in his mortar furiously.

Cordir: wait long enough and POOF

Wish: yes, that may be the better choice
Wish: Some follower may have need for the scroll
Wish: I don't want to touch it.
Wish: Frankly, it should not have found its way in here.

Cordir: well ocean currents do tend to swirl things about
Cordir: let me know if you want it disposed of before your temple tends to it

Wish: I am still examining the object, but thank you Cordir.

> examine bottle
This green glass bottle probably once held a sailor's ration of rum. Now, no
liquid swirls in its depths: instead, a tightly rolled piece of paper is the
only contents. A cork has been jammed quite deeply into the neck, to keep an
air and water tight seal.

> open bottle
It's already open.

> L in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

> get all bottle
You see no bottle here.

> get all
You are not permitted to get items from the ground.

The open bottle begins to take on water.

> L in bottle
A corked bottle, battered by the currents contains:
(Purple Aura) (Powerful magic) (Glowing) (Humming) a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment [ghmNDNRn|L30 remove curse true seeing 0#]

Wish: I can't get the scroll out of the bottle...
Wish: I need help...

Cordir: I am afraid you will likely have to touch it

Wish: *shiver*

Cordir: Perhaps as Star suggested a mortal can help you

Wish: I don't want to touch this at all...can you touch it for me please?

Cordir: do you want me to just destroy it?

Wish: No, don't destroy it

Cordir: or are you asking me to dispose of your garbage?

Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

Wish: Oh no, not at all

Cordir gets a corked bottle, battered by the currents.
Cordir raises an eyebrow.

Wish: just get the scroll out of the bottle...that's probably clean

Cordir offers you the bottle.

Wish squiddles away from Cordir, moving to the far side of Coral Cave.

You shake your head.

Cordir gets a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment from a corked bottle, battered by the currents.
Cordir gives you a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment.
Cordir leaves south.

Wish: Thank you Cordir

Cordir: you are welcome Wish

Wish: You may wish to wash your hands after touching the bottle.
Wish: Seriously, pirates are nasty creatures
Wish: Who carry all sorts of diseases.
Wish: Some, I have heard, can rot your nose.

Cordir: Fire purifies everything.

Wish: That's a cure worse than the disease, I fear.

Cordir: I bathe in ebon flame, Wish.

Wish: And yet you smell so good..no hint of charcoal at all.

> examine parchment
A bit of paper has been tightly rolled up for a journey via bottle.
If this item were destroyed, don't expect it to re-appear.

> examine paper
Carefully unrolling the parchment with your tentacles, a slightly damp (and
thus somewhat illegible) writing is revealed.

> Look writing
They say, 'in Vino Veritas' - for me a pinch of snuff
Just a little tiny bit - but fortunate - enough
For a time, the webs were cleared, and for a time, the lies
I saw those present stripped of all deception and disguise
Were there both? Of course there were - though I spoke it nay
For there was truth there also, that was clear and plain as day
One stood before me, waiting for my words to cast aside
One stood there also, waiting there, that he would know the lie
But peace obtained, with truth and lie - I saw his core intent
To shape, to guide, to burn away, my broken miscontent
To heal a soul so shattered that the pieces scattered wide
And translate from a culture that most any would deny
Another watched, trembling within, his Alchemy to work
But within him secrets lie, within him falsehoods lurk
That one believes reflections that are thrown from broken glass
And never sees the one within, of how the die was cast
We are the sum of all we are - both truth and lie entwined
And sometimes baring all to see would be the most unkind
Your path is yours, and mine is his, in this, I know the end
But even though your trust is gone, I still shall call you friend

Wish: This..this...parchment...this is a game!
Wish: Where is Seraph!

Cordir: so has your mystery been solved?

Wish: No, it has only grown.
Wish: A message, written on powerfully enchanted parchment by on the surface mortal hands.

Cordir: is it a fun mystery? does someone die horribly?

Wish: I am not pleased. Not...at...all.

Cordir: hmm. well. if you are displeased I guess it isn't a fun mystery

DarkClaw: You should know the answer to that, Cordir.

Cordir: I know a _possible_ answer to it
Cordir: but the future is not yet woven

Wish: There is no mystery. There is only meddling by Seraph, who has clearly put his one and only follower up to this.

Cordir: oh his mouse?

Wish: Only immortal power could have written this scroll.

Wish: His mouse you call her? Now, I am not so sure anymore.
Wish: I tend to think she may have transmutated...into cat.

Cordir: I call her mouse because she seems from all the stories to be more timid than the usual desert rats
Cordir: I have no use for any of the desert ... folk.

Wish: Perhaps you do not...But I promise you, timid she is not.

Cordir: well I am tired of hearing about her and Seraph so incessantly

Wish: I am sure you are. However, I recommend you take another look at this desert cat.
Wish: She is now fully the right hand of Seraph.

Cordir: Lovely.

Wish: It is a role she has accepted willingly...with no illusions...
Wish: Those, I stripped away with a bit of powerful alchemy.

DarkClaw: I think she has plenty of illusions. *smirk*

Wish: And so, if Seraph is meddling in the Tapestry...Attempting to read the Pattern...
Wish: Then rest assured, she will be a party to his plotting.
Wish: If not the actual tool of its implementation.

Cordir: she sounds like quite the troublemaker then

(Wish fades from the Realm)

Seraph: Hi

Cordir: welcome back
Cordir: I'm afraid that Wish has his tentacles in a tizzy.
Cordir: be warned.

Seraph: Why

Cordir: you see, some pirates threw trash overboard and it is a horrible mystery and you are to blame.
Cordir: or at least that's all I was able to decipher

Seraph: Hmm.

Cordir: Since I generally find you to be the root of most disruptions, it seemed plausible.

(Seraph fades from the Realm)
(Wish returns to the Realm)

Wish: I am back

You put a squid-headed pestle of pure silver in a piece of red volcanic glass.
You put a mortar of alchemically charged gold in a piece of red volcanic glass.

Wish: Where is that scoundrel, Seraph?!
Wish: Probably out feasting on baby seal meat.

### Seraph: Connected

Wish: Seraph!
Wish: What tricks are you up to, Soul Sucker?
Wish: And why do you choose to further involve me in them?
Wish: *glares angrily at Seraph*

Seraph: wish if I knew what you was talking about then I might be able to enlighten you

Wish: Claiming ignorance, huh? Typical..*spitting*
Wish: Well, I will play your petty game then.
Wish: Someone: I assume either you or your little play thing, has dirtied my home by tossing in a nasty pirates rum bottle.
Wish: That would be insult enough, but it was compounded by what was in the bottle.

Seraph: *laugh* I do find that amusing I do not drink

Wish: It was not foul pirates drink, you heathen. It was a parchment, upon which was written a presumptuous and arrogant poem.

Seraph: hmm what did it say?

Wish: Meet me at Mish and I will show it to you...Although I presume you already know its contents.

Cordir: now I am curious

The Lower Hall
[Exits: north up]
This hallway must have been built by giants! It is huge! Then
again, there are more than a few giants that belong to The Guild, so
it may just be so. A stairway leads up to another hallway above.
A copy of the TFC Daily News lies here.
Mish Leigh Salvandor will use her contacts to help you... for a price.

Seraph appears before you.
Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

You glare icily at Seraph.

Seraph shivers and suffers.
Seraph's poison scratches himself.

Wish barely bows at Seraph's presence.

You bow before her.

Seraph says, 'back off, fish, and show me'.

Cordir nods in recognition to you.

Seraph shivers and suffers.
Seraph's poison scratches himself.

You say, 'Seraph..you would do well to stop addressing me as fish.'.
You say, 'I may not have many followers, but they are far more powerful than your single play thing.'.

Seraph shivers and suffers.
Seraph's poison grazes himself.

Seraph says, 'yes, yes... show me the note'.

Seraph shivers and suffers.
Seraph's poison grazes himself.

Wish holds open the scroll for Seraph to read with his tentacles.

Seraph shivers and suffers.
Seraph's poison grazes himself.

Cordir sighs loudly.

You laugh at Seraph mercilessly.

Cordir utters the words, 'cure poison'.
Seraph looks better.

Seraph says, 'A piece of paper. So?'.

You say, 'What? You can't read, heathen?'.
You say, 'Do they not teach that in soul sucking school?.
You say, 'Apparently not.'.

Seraph says, 'nothing there to read'.
Seraph says, 'maybe I need to eat more fish'.

You say, 'Of course there is. Perhaps you need your eyes checked. Here, Cordir, transfer the scroll to Seraph so he may look at it up close.'.

Cordir blinks.

You say, 'Please'.

Cordir says, 'first I am told to take out your trash...'.

You sigh.

You say, 'Requested, Cordir, requested...for assistance.'.

Cordir says, 'and now I am your secretary?'.

You say, 'no, Cordir, never "secretary"...I have someone else for that.'.

Cordir gives a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment to Seraph.

You say, 'Thank you, Cordir'.

Wish bows humbly to Cordir.

You say, 'now...read it...the handiwork of your pet.'.
You say, 'Did you put her up to this, Seraph?'.

Wish impatiently taps the floor with one of his tentacles...

Seraph says, 'I did not'.
Seraph says, 'but it is cute'.

You frown. What's bothering you?

You say, 'It is arrogant, presumptuous, and rude!'.

Seraph says, 'I had nothing to do with it'.

You say, 'I do not believe you. Your pox-ridden hand is in everything she does now.'.

Cordir gives you a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment.

You say, 'thank you, Cordir'.

Cordir gathers the shadows around herself, ebon flames outlining her for a moment.

Seraph says, 'if and I say IF she did it, it would be by her choice not mine'.

You laugh.
You say, 'Yes, she has made her choice. The two of you are like a hideous cabal of roaches.'.

Seraph says, 'so now why don't you, fish, and the ice queen go make up more stories about me'.
Seraph says, 'for I find you and her entertaining'.

Seraph steps into the shadows.

Wish: Be warned, God of No Temple: your little games do not sit well with me.
Wish: Homeless heathen god. That is all you are. All you will ever be.

Seraph: a game I am not playing. Maybe your focus should be somewhere else

Wish: When I see your little heathen pet, I will punish her for her presumptions...her arrogance.

Seraph: hmm... try.

Wish: If she ever...ever...sullies my Cave with her presence again...even through a virtual "message in a bottle"...I will make her corpse a permanent companion to the living coral.

Seraph: yes fish. Now, be gone, you are boring me

Wish: Yes. I suppose a God as bereft of intellect as yourself would be bored by that which he barely understands.
Wish: The only thing you find entertaining is the playing of souls like a single string guitar.
Wish: Fine. Since you have no Temple for me to defile...and never shall have one...I shall remove to my glorious Cave.

Seraph: run fish to your fake god and ask him what to do

The Coral Cave
[Exits: south]
Glittering white sand covers the floor of this room, curling in tiny swirls
across the room as if by some unseen current. The cave appears to have
naturally grown within the center of a massive coral formation, and you are
unable to detect any sign of intentional construction. The coral walls pulse
with life, as sea creatures dart in and out of tiny crevices, and colorful
coral fronds sway to and fro like leaves in the wind. Sunlight gently streams
into the room through cracks in the coral ceiling, bathing everything in an
eerie bluish cast. Some magical force must be at work here, since you appear to
be completely underwater, and yet able to breathe without difficulty. The
only exit is to the south, through a small carved out of the coral wall.

Punishment


The Pit
[Exits: east up]
This is the room of last resort. If you are weaponless, armorless,
or in need of something you can't afford, this is where you go to
depend on the generosity of others. Veteran adventurers often come
here to unload equipment they can't use, can't sell, or just want to
donate to the less fortunate. Be warned, less scrupulous individuals
have been known to dump cursed equipment here, merely for the pleasure
of seeing the poor suffer. Less than vigilant janitors have left grim
evidence that a choice piece of equipment is occasionally wanted by
more than one person.

A grand staircase leads to the temples above.
A pit for donations dominates the room.
Samiyah is here.

Samiyah bows deeply.

Wish: Time for punishment

DarkClaw: *grin*

Wish glares at Samiyah, furiously.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Hello Sahib'.

Wish pointedly does not return the bow.

You say, 'Do not "hello Sahib" me, Samiyah'.

Samiyah involuntarily takes a step back at the glare.
Samiyah blinks.
Samiyah says (in common), 'Very well. Hello, Lord Wish'.

You say, 'I will only ask you once: did you toss Pirates trash into Coral Cave?!'.

Wish taps his 7th tentacle impatiently.

Samiyah says indignantly, "I did not throw _trash_ anywhere! I abided your word and did not step foot inside."

Samiyah looks at you.
Samiyah blinks.
Samiyah looks again.
Samiyah looks at you.

Wish shifts uncomfortably beneath Samiyah's gaze.

You say, 'A filthy pirates bottle of rum, filled instead with a magical parchment, fell into Coral Cave, Samiyah.'.
You say, 'This parchment, which was an arrogant and presumptuous poem, has your fingerprints all over it.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'If you are a castaway and you are trying to send a message, you put it in a bottle. That is what all the stories say!'.

You say, 'I see.'.

Samiyah's voice falters. "I am sorry you found it arrogant and that word. I did not mean it to be."

Samiyah says (in common), 'and the bottle - it was not filthy - I washed it myself!'.

You say, 'Did you use sulphuric acid to wash it? Or bleach at least?!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Soap, Sa.. Lord Wish. I used soap.'.

You laugh.
You say, 'Pirates rum bottles are filthy...soap probably did nothing but feed the germs. But that is besides the point.'.
You say, 'Even a clean bottle tossed into Coral Cave is not appreciated.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'You found it displeasing.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'That is clear.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I apologize for unintended offense.'.
Samiyah bows deeply.
Samiyah curtseys gracefully.
Samiyah leaves east.

You say, 'Let me be clear: if you have something to say to me.. say it plain. Do not hide behind rhymes and riddles.'.


The Riverhold Town Hall and School
[Exits: north south]
A single large, drafty room, this building acts as both the school
and the town hall for meetings. Rough-hewn wooden benches, tables
and desks are scattered about the room, ready to be moved into the
needed configuration depending on the purpose the chamber is being
used for at the time. A thin slab of slate has been affixed to the
west wall for use as a makeshift chalk board. The floor is made of
wood planks, darkly stained in spots, with many warped by time and
the elements to show the ground underneath. Southward, an archway
has been built into and through the wall. Its framework appears to
be that of a damaged boat, repurposed as a portal that allows exit
to the safety of the Guild Hall.
Samiyah is here.
Singing under her breath, Elvalee prepares the next lesson.

You say, 'Did I excuse you, Samiyah?!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I do not need your permission, Sah..Lord Wish.'.
Samiyah leaves north.

### Seraph: Connected

You tell Samiyah, 'I order you to return to me. Now.'.

Samiyah arrives from the north.
Samiyah bows deeply.

You say, 'Sit down. Now.'.

Samiyah rests.

You say, 'Do not talk until I am finished speaking.'.

Samiyah nods.

Wish looks at Samiyah coldly.

Seraph appears before you.

Slowly a tentacle begins to rise up, like a cobra.

Samiyah reaches up and checks that her veil is in place.

You say, 'Samiyah, twice have you offended me today.'.

Seraph says, 'having fun, fish?'.

You say, 'First, by tossing your bottle into my Coral Cave.'.

Wish pointedly ignores Seraph.

You say, 'and Second by not even giving me enough respect to hear my complaint of your behaviour.'.

Samiyah opens her mouth to protest, then closes it wordlessly.

Seraph steps in front of Samiyah.

You say, 'You can protect her all you wish, Seraph. She will hear me. She will listen.'.

Seraph staring at Wish not taking his eyes off of him.

You say, 'If you have something to say to me, say it plain as day. Do not hide your thoughts behind rhymes and riddles.'.

Seraph says, 'Samiyah, did you do what Wish says?'.

You say, 'Nod if you understand, Samiyah.'.

Samiyah struggles to speak, her eyes wide.

Seraph says, 'Samiyah....'.

You say, 'Second, Samiyah, you will never again cause trash of that filthy nature to enter Coral Cave.'.

Seraph says, 'did you do what Wish says you did?'.

Samiyah prays, "Sahib, I cast a bottle into the water and let it drift as the stories say to. I did not enter."

Seraph says, 'why?'.

Samiyah prays, "Because the song was within me and the words were there to be said."

You say, 'Finally, Samiyah, you will show me and all other immortals enough respect NOT TO WALK OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONVERSATION!!'.

Samiyah bows deeply.
Samiyah nods.

You say, 'Now. You may speak by first answering this final question. What did you intend with your parchment?'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'A bridge.'.

Wish blinks twice at Samiyah.

You say, 'Speak plainly, bard. A bridge to what? And what do you know of images in broken mirrors?!'.

Wish's tentacle begins to quiver slightly, held in the air ready to strike.

Seraph steps aside.

Samiyah enunciates carefully, "a bridge. To repair ones broken. "

Wish groans in frustration.
You say, 'This is a difficult one, Seraph...'.

Seraph says, 'what is broken?'.

You say, 'I do no envy you, with followers like this.'.

Seraph nods in recognition to you.
Seraph says, 'she will be fine'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Everything. Everyone.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'That is what the poem was about.'.

You say, 'Will she? I am not so sure. She has been rude to me. Arrogant.'.

Samiyah looks at Seraph.
Samiyah looks at you.
Samiyah looks at Samiyah.

You say, 'In what way? Be specific, woman. What is broken? Who is broken?!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Everyone is.'.

Seraph says, 'I think she was trying to be friends with you'.

You frown at what Seraph did.
You say, 'friends? with me?'.
You say, 'Seraph, are you and I friends?'.

Seraph says, 'what does the last line say, fish?'.
Seraph laughs at you mercilessly. Hmmmmph.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I was saying that I can choose how I see you - just as you have chosen how you see me.'.

You say, 'I tell you this: '.
You say, 'I care nothing for what you choose, Samiyah. I told you this before.'.
You say, 'You follow Seraph. That is your choice, made freely.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'It is.'.

You say, 'He bears ill-will to me. To the world. And so you now, do you.'.
You say, 'Whether you know it or not.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'But I still will not name you my enemy.'.
Samiyah shrugs.

You say, 'What you deem us makes no difference to me. But friends we are not, nor have we ever been. I tried to help a foolish desert girl.'.
You say, 'I was clear about my purpose in helping. It was not altruistic.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I am not a bad person for all you and others saying it is so'.

Seraph says, 'it seems, fish, no one controls her'.

You say, 'You are right about that, heathen.'.
You say, 'And I am fine with that.'.

Samiyah smiles happily.
Samiyah says (in common), 'see?'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I am my own creature'.

Seraph says, 'heathen'.
Seraph laughs.

You say, 'I am proud actually that she willingly made her choice.'.

Samiyah looks at you.

Seraph says, 'you think I bring ill will towards everyone, yet you harvest known killers'.
Seraph says, 'she will choose her own path whether it be you or I, Star, Hutt, whomever'.

Samiyah glances at the raised limb and then at Wish.
Samiyah stops using an ornamented black linen headdress and veil.
Samiyah turns the side of her face to Wish.

You say, 'What she has not done, and what I am most disturbed by, is her refusal to accept the consequences of her choices.'.

Seraph says, 'but know this, fish, I will hold your followers souls in my hands'.

You say, 'As for me harboring killers, well, there is evil, there is death...and then there is you, Seraph.'.

Seraph says, 'yes a step above'.
Seraph says, 'a Higher Order of things'.

You say, 'Your intentions, which I am still deciphering, are larger than simply a killing here or there.'.
You say, 'Do you deny it? Your wish to own souls like marbles in a bag?'.
You say, 'And so, Samiyah, you have made your choice to align yourself with this "Higher Order" of evil.'.

Seraph says, 'no, I will not deny it, fish'.
Seraph says, 'for the greater good, fish, I will collect'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Is it your wish that I stop avoiding Teva, as he says you have given him Orders in regards to me?'.

You say, 'Samiyah, I will not express such a wish. With you, or another non-follower, I will only enforce common courtesy.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I do not know why you wait to strike me when you have ordered my death.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'Or did Teva lie?'.

You say, 'Teva did not lie. Your death has been ordered.'.
You say, 'But it is not for me to do.'.
Wish lowers his tentacle...slowly...

Seraph's wings fold around him.

Samiyah re-veils, her eyes on Wish as she does so.

You say, 'The order will remain in place, as long as you deny what you have chosen.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I am sad that you would order your person to do a thing you would not do yourself'.
Samiyah wears an ornamented black linen headdress and veil on her head.

You glare icily at her.
You say, 'You know why I restrain myself, Samiyah.'.

Seraph says, 'it seems she is not sure what she has chosen, fish'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I do not...'
Samiyah says (in common), 'But the ways of Immortals are confusing to me.'.

You say, 'Out of respect for Seraph...what little I have left.'.
You say, 'You are his follower. I may not harm you directly unless you truly, deeply offend me. My tentacle was raised in anger and perhaps with folly.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I know what I chose, Sahib. The god of my father and his father before him.'.
Samiyah bows before Seraph.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I chose the one who has healed and helped me'.

Seraph says, 'oh Samiyah'.
Seraph says, 'have you?'.

You say, 'It would seem even your own God doubts you, Samiyah.'.
You throw back your head and cackle with insane glee!

Samiyah says (in common), '... and yet you doubt it?'.

Seraph says, 'yet you openly proclaim this fish not your enemy'.

Samiyah stands up.
Samiyah bows deeply.

You say, 'He wants to know the same thing I want to know: your commitment to his Higher Order.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'please excuse me gentlemen'.
Samiyah leaves south.

You frown. What's bothering you?
You say, 'And again she leaves.'.
You say, 'This time disobeying a direct immortal order.'.

Seraph says, 'so it seems'.

Seraph tells Samiyah, 'Come back.'

Samiyah arrives from the south.

You frown. What's bothering you?

Samiyah reluctantly returns.

Seraph says, 'wish is my enemy. Is he yours, Samiyah?'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'You are my god. That is what I know.'.

Seraph says, 'that does not answer my question'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'No, Sahib. It does not.'.
Samiyah bows deeply.

Seraph says, 'you are a friend to my brother and sisters - you are my friend'.
Seraph says, 'you are my brother and sisters enemy - you are mine'.
Seraph says, 'think about it, Samiyah'.

Samiyah obediently ponders your words.
Samiyah looks around.

Seraph's wings fly open as he leaps to the sky.
Seraph disappears instantly.

Samiyah says (in common), '...farewell, Sahib.'.

You say, 'It would seem you have a dilemma.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I do not see one.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'He is my god.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'But my choices are my own as He has always commanded'.

You say, 'Seraph certainly appears to see one.'.
You say, 'He asked you a direct question. You did not answer it.'.

Samiyah says softly and sadly, "No. I suppose I did not."

You say, 'You continue to hide behind "my choices are my own" without accepting responsibility for the choices you make!'.
You say, 'You may not live both in and out of the water, Samiyah!'.
You say, 'Either get wet, or stay out of the ocean!'.

Samiyah looks at you.

You say, 'That is what I have been telling you all this time.'.
You say, 'You want to follow Seraph? Fine. Then embrace him fully, and all his goals and methods.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I embrace the Seraph that I know. Who heals and comforts.'.

You say, 'Did you not hear his words? I am his enemy. That is him also!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Who watches over me and hears my prayers'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'and who sometimes does a lot of yelling...'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'who has a bit of my soul in his and his in mine.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I cannot refute or repudiate that.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'We are bound.'.

You say, 'Do you think that is all there is to him, Samiyah? Are you not multi-layered and complex? Why would he be different?'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'But I do not and will not hate as he does.'.

A soft voice whispers, "But you already do."

Samiyah frowns.
Samiyah says , "I do not!"

You say, 'It does not matter if you hate or not, Samiyah. You have a chosen a path that facilitates his hate.'.
You say, 'You help pave the road of his ill-intentions.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'How?'.

You say, 'As he has plainly said, here and now, he seeks to own more souls. He seeks a Higher Order of evil.'.

Samiyah frowns.
Samiyah says (in common), 'He said "higher order"'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'he did not say "higher order of evil"'.

You say, 'I asked him "Do you deny it? Your wish to own souls like marbles in a bag?"'.
You say, 'and he said "No, I will not deny it." '.
You say, 'That is what you align yourself with Samiyah. '.
You say, 'His Higher Order'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Does Nash own the soul of those who give him worship?'.

You say, 'I do not believe so, no.'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'to be sure, he uses their heads for a relief target'.

You say, 'Lord Nash does not need to own souls'.

DarkClaw: She is as blind as a bat.

Wish: yes, she is

Wish: But I am tired of trying to get her not to fly into walls.

DarkClaw: *nod*

Samiyah says (in common), 'Lord Wish.. hate me if you choose to.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'strike me if you choose to.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'Your choices are not mine.'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'Seraph is my God but my choices are my own.'.

You say, 'I do not hate you, Samiyah. You have become a desert cat, with claws that I am wary of. I wish to declaw you.'.
You say, 'I wish to remove your ability to lay down more paving stones on Seraph's road of ill-intentions.'.

Samiyah extends her henna-patterned hands.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I am sure Teva will take care of that for you Lord Wish'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'he is as he says an excellent dancer'.

You say, 'Indeed, he is.'.

Her hands shake a bit but she keeps them outstretched.

You say, 'I have said my piece, Samiyah. You may leave to consider it...or forget it, as you choose.'.

Samiyah bows deeply.
Samiyah draws her hands back.

You bow before her.
You say, 'And no more trash in Coral Cave. '.

Samiyah whispers, "my poem is not trash."

You eat a tightly rolled, slightly damp parchment.

Wish is suddenly motionless.
Wish grabs his 2nd stomach with a tentacle.

Samiyah looks at you.

Wish's face cringes in a grimace.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I washed it, I promise!'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'It was not germy'.

Wish looks at Samiyah, obviously frightened!

Samiyah says (in common), 'But the ink, I don't know about'.

Wish grabs his first third stomach with his hand...his teeth clenching tightly!

Samiyah says (in common), 'Sahib? What is wrong?'.

You say, 'What...what?! '.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Are you alright?!'.

Wish bends over, mucous dripping uncontrollably from his nose.

Samiyah says (in common), 'what "what"!!??'.

Wish begins to shiver, his skin turning from red, to green, to yellow...settling on a sickly pale flesh color.

Samiyah tears off a bit of linen from the bottom of her veil and hands it to you.

Samiyah gossips (in common), 'Are there any Alchemists present I do not see?'.

Samiyah glances at you worriedly.
Samiyah says (in common), 'You look quite awful, Sahib'.

Samiyah pushes one of the chairs over towards you.

Wish falls to his knees, his hands and arms holding his body off the ground....
He begins to gag and vomit on the floor, bits of paper mixed with bile and foam.
Wish retches again and again...the heaving coming in wave after wave.

Samiyah says (in common), 'aack!!'.
Samiyah hops back muttering something about blood and feeding people things.
Samiyah makes herself approach and lay a gentle hand on your ... shoulder(?)

The vomit pools beneath Wish's elven head, glistening a sickly green and white.
Wish turns his head, looking up at Samiyah with clear distress and confusion.

Samiyah moves Wish's head out of the vomit so he does not choke on it.
Samiyah says (in common), 'shhh... gently, Sahib...'.
Samiyah makes soothing sounds, lightly patting your upper limbs.

Wish vomits one last time, nothing coming now except bile.

Samiyah wrinkles her brow in distress.

Wish says between retches "What...have you done...to me, Samiyah?"

Samiyah gossips (in common), 'NATILENA!!! Are you there Sayyida!?!?'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I didn't do anything put write a poem, Sahib!'.

Wish uses the chair to steady himself, slowly raising himself to his...feet?

Samiyah says (in common), 'And say what I saw!'.
Samiyah looks at you anxiously.

Wish keeps a hand on his lone stomach, grimacing in pain now and again...still very pale.

Samiyah looks at you.
Samiyah offers you the black linen once more.

You say, 'Bring me a mirror, Samiyah...quickly...NOW!!'.

Wish takes the black linen, acknowledging Sami's kindness with a nod, and wipes his mouth.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Mirror, Sahib? I.. they. I don't own one.. they are forbidden'.

You say, 'Forbidden?'.

You cough.
You cough.
You cough.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I have heard of them but .. '.
Samiyah says (in common), 'The Tower of the Master and the Lady is said to contain one...'.

You say, 'Something has changed.....what have you done to me?!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'I did nothing, Sahib. You ate my poem.'.

Wish looks down at his arms, his legs, his feet.
You say, 'Where are my tentacles?!'.
You say, 'Where are my suckers?!'.
You say, 'Where AM I?!!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'You are in Riverhold..'.

Wish sits down heavily in the chair.

Samiyah says (in common), 'and since you had me smell that alchemy thing...'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I have seen you as I see you now'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I thought perhaps it was an illusion..'.
Samiyah kneels on the floor not wishing to be taller or at higher elevation than an immortal.

You say, 'I...I must go.'.
You say, 'I must find myself.'.
You say, 'Your parchment...your poem....it has..changed me.'.
You say, 'You say this was not its purpose?!'.

Samiyah says (in common), '.. I am sorry Sahib - you said there would be consequences'.
Samiyah says (in common), 'I did not know the alchemy would affect you, too'.

Wish groans, clutching at his neck...
Wish whimpers "No, no no...no...I will NOT BE!!"
Wish staggers to his feet.
You say, '...home...'.

Wish waves his hand and disappears, his Elven body slipping into the ether as if through the leaves of a forest.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Ohmy'.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'Forgive me Lady but Wish needs your help'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'he should not be alone'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'please help him!!'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'I will go, Samiyah. Thank you for informing me.'.

(Samiyah goes to the Temple and stands outside the Coral Cave.)

Samiyah yells (in common), 'Sahib I will not enter but I have sent help!'.
Samiyah sits down and thinks deeply.

Samiyah paces back and forth.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'is he ok?!'.

Samiyah paces back and forth.

DarkClaw tells you, 'I'm not sure. I'm with him now.'.

Samiyah paces back and forth.

The First Stage


The Coral Cave
[Exits: south]
Glittering white sand covers the floor of this room, curling in tiny swirls
across the room as if by some unseen current. The cave appears to have
naturally grown within the center of a massive coral formation, and you are
unable to detect any sign of intentional construction. The coral walls pulse
with life, as sea creatures dart in and out of tiny crevices, and colorful
coral fronds sway to and fro like leaves in the wind. Sunlight gently streams
into the room through cracks in the coral ceiling, bathing everything in an
eerie bluish cast. Some magical force must be at work here, since you appear to
be completely underwater, and yet able to breathe without difficulty. The
only exit is to the south, through a small carved out of the coral wall.

You sleep.

DarkClaw wakes you.

You shiver. Brrrrrrrrr.

DarkClaw takes note of your pallor and gently awakens you.

Wish looks around the room, confused.

DarkClaw says, 'You look terrible, Wish. What happened?'.

You say, 'Ddd..DarkClaw?'.
You say, 'I am unwell.'.
You say, 'I am...not myself.'.

Wish looks down at his limbs...his hands, his feet...he begins rubbing them, as if trying to slough them off.

DarkClaw says, 'I can see that.'.




Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'he ate my poem and got sick like Ghazkull'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'I want to help but would be disobeying if I did'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'he said not to enter'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'Of course. And you would have to suffer the consequences.'.

Samiyah paces back and forth in front of the cave.
Samiyah paces back and forth in front of the cave.
Samiyah paces back and forth in front of the cave.

Samiyah tries to peek inside.



You groan loudly.
You say, 'What has happened to my body?!'.

DarkClaw raises a brow, her features twisting in confusion as she notices your limbs.
DarkClaw says, 'You are...Elven.'.
DarkClaw says, 'A rather sickly looking Elven, but still.'.

You say, 'I AM NOT ELVEN!?'.
You shiver. Brrrrrrrrr.
You shiver. Brrrrrrrrr.
You shiver. Brrrrrrrrr.

You say, 'This is wrong, this is bad.'.
You say, 'DarkClaw, please, please tell me this is a joke.'.
You say, 'Say you see tentacles, do you not?'.

DarkClaw shakes her head sadly, "I don't see tentacles...at all. What, or who, did this to you?"

Wish reaches up to touch his beak, his hands retracting in horror as he finds lips and teeth there instead.

You say, 'I...ate the parchment that Samiyah gave me...I had no further use for it...so I ate it, as we always do.'.
You say, 'And I immediately felt ill!'.
You say, 'I still feel ill...I feel horrible.'.
You say, 'This is Seraph's doing!'.



Samiyah paces back and forth, nervously tugging on one of her braids.

Samiyah calls out, "Sahib! Wish! Are you alright?"

Samiyah paces back and forth, nervously tugging on one of her braids.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), '*anxiously* is he ... '.

Samiyah paces back and forth, nervously tugging on one of her braids.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'He is...changed.'.

Samiyah paces back and forth, nervously tugging on one of her braids.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'But very much alive.'.

Samiyah paces back and forth, nervously tugging on one of her braids.




DarkClaw says, 'CRAP! After all the talk of the scrolls, and you let yourself eat that?!?'.

You say, 'I did not recite it, Star!'.
You say, 'I simply ate it, as if it were trash. '.
You say, 'How else am I to dispose of things?'.

DarkClaw says, 'It doesn't matter, Wish. If the ink contained a spell of sorts...'.

Wish leans back against the coral, breathing heavily.

You say, 'I am a new Immortal, Star. I don't know of these things.'.
You say, 'I did not even think I could be affected in this way.'.

Wish cringes as a muscle in his back begins to spasm.

You say, 'oh no'.

DarkClaw sighs. "You are going to have to get acclimated to your..limbs...until we can figure out how to undo it."

You say, 'DarkClaw, I have no mirror.'.

Wish reaches up and touches the side of his head.
Wish gasps in horror.

You say, 'I have...pointy ears.'.

Wish growls in anger and frustration.



Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'I saw him... when he did the alchemy...'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'What alchemy? What did he do when?'.

DarkClaw waves a hand, causing the sand crystals from the floor of the cave to swirl and rub together, eventually creating a mirror of sorts.

Wish takes the mirror from DarkClaw, his hands shaking as he holds it up to look at himself.

Samiyah tells you (in common), 'May I have your permission to enter?'.

DarkClaw looks at you.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'it was a thing he made'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'of seraph and himself and me'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'and he had me sniff it'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'and I saw... Him.'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'I'm confused, Samiyah. What did he make the thing for? And how did you see him then?'.



Wish's eyes widen in complete disbelief. Before him stands an Elven man, his pale skin tattooed elaborately...even the eyes.
Wish drops the mirror to the ground, listlessly.
Wish looks up at DarkClaw, anger and frustration clearly upon his face.

Wish says slowly, menacingly..."They will pay for this, Star. Yes, they will pay."

Samiyah tells you (in common), '*firmly* I am sorry. I am going to disobey you because I am worried about you'.

Samiyah arrives from the south.

Wish glares at Samiyah with hatred.
You say, 'GET OUT OF MY CAVE!'.

Samiyah says (in common), 'Hedidanalchemythinganditmademeseehimandiwroteapoemandheatetthatiswhathappened'.
Samiyah leaves south.

close s
You close the clam.

DarkClaw says, 'Easy, Wish. We might be able to undo it. We need time to check our resources and put our heads together.'.

Wish paces around the room, staggering here and there, as his knees buckle under him.

You say, 'Yes, undone, it must be. '.

DarkClaw says, 'There has to be a way. Otherwise you wouldn't have been able to be changed in the first place.'.

Wish says "This, this....thing.." Wish pulls at his flesh, trying to rip from himself "This thing must be removed from me."

DarkClaw says, 'Well, you can't remove it THAT way.'.

You say, 'No? Watch me.'.

Wish walks over to the West wall, and grabs the hilt of the pirate saber.
Wish slides the pirate saber from the wall, and raises it over his other outstretched hand.

DarkClaw lets out a frustrated breath and walks after you, snatching the saber from your grasp. "DON'T BE RIDICULOUS!"

You say, 'It will grow back, Star...and be as it should be.'.

Wish collapses in a heap on the sandy floor.

DarkClaw says, 'You don't know exactly how much was changed.'.

You say, 'What is the point of being Immortal, if I am so easily changed? If I am so easily brought down?'.

Wish looks up at DarkClaw, tired and scared.

DarkClaw kneels down beside you, "Even we immortals have to watch out for threats. You will learn. We all had to."

Wish nods to DarkClaw...sadly acknowledging his own ignorance.



DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'When you saw him, Samiyah...did you see him as an Elf or as his other form?'.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'as an elf. when he did the alchemy.'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'I looked and looked and each time I looked he shivered'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'so I wrote a poem on a scroll I found and put it in a bottle and cast it on the waves'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'because he has said not to enter as I am "Seraph's spawn"'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'Where did you get the ink that you used?'.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'it is octopus ink. I found it on my travels'.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'there is a very old octopus under the dessert island'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'There is?'.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'Yes. By the sunken ship. in a cave.'.



DarkClaw says, 'Samiyah says it was octopus ink used on the scroll that she found on her travels.'.

You say, 'Samiyah, samiyah, samiyah...always Samiyah.'.
You say, 'I rue the day I even took notice of that...that...woman.'.
You say, 'I was a fool. '.

DarkClaw nods and says, "I'm merely telling you so we have a starting point to work with."

You nod in recognition to her.
You say, 'You are a friend, DarkClaw. A good friend. '.
You say, 'Without you, without the Lost...I would be nothing.'.
You say, 'I want you to know that.'.
You say, 'Whatever happens.'.

DarkClaw says, 'That is not true.'.

Gore arrives from the south.
DarkClaw beams a smile at Gore.

You ftell, 'hello gore'.

DarkClaw says, 'Hello, stranger.'.

Gore says (in common), 'aha too me ages to remember where temple was'.

You ftell, '(in the middle of RP)'.

Gore grins evilly.
Gore sleeps.

You ftell, '(I am on the floor, collapsed. I have been made to see myself as I really am..a heavily tattooed elven man)'.
You ftell, '(I have lost all cephalopod appearance)'.

DarkClaw says, 'You have earned your immortality, Wish, without me.'.

You smile at her.
You say, 'Perhaps, DarkClaw, we cannot attain anything without friends.'.
You say, 'And now, I need your help again'.

Gore ftells, 'shocking'.

Gore wakes and stands up.

DarkClaw raises an eyebrow at you.
DarkClaw says, 'What would you ask of me?'.

You say, 'I can't go out...not looking like this.'.
You say, 'I shall work on an Alchemical repair here, in Coral Cave.'.
You say, 'However, I shall need...ingredients...'.
You say, 'My followers, such as they are, may need the help of Lost to gather them.'.

You say, 'As for Samiyah...she is naive...I know'.
You say, 'She says she means no ill-intent, and then follows one who means ill intent to everyone.'.
You shake your head.

DarkClaw says, 'You have our help.'.
DarkClaw sighs loudly.

Wish staggers to his feet, bowing unsteadily to DarkClaw.

DarkClaw says, 'She isn't seeing the entire picture, and is blinded by hope.'.

You say, 'Talk to her. Perhaps she has the key to my...transformation. Octopus ink...I must start there.'.

You ftell, 'Teva!'.
You ftell, '(in middle of RP)'.

Teva ftells, 'Wish'.

Gore ftells, 'hello'.

Teva ftells, 'hey gore'.

You ftell, '(Ate bad juju...I have lost my Cephalopod visage and now see myself as a tattooed elven man)'.

Teva ftells, 'lol'.

You say, 'It will take me some time to compile the list, DC...I will post it'.

DarkClaw says, 'Let me know, Wish. As I said, you have our help, always.'.

Wish smiles weakly at DarkClaw.

DarkClaw says, 'We WILL fix it.'.

Gore arrives from the south.
Teva arrives from the south.

Gore looks at you.
Gore leaves south.

DarkClaw grins and bares her fangs. Tendrils of fog rise from the ground, twisting their way up and around her form to shroud it from view.

Wish rests against the wall of the cave.

Teva ftells, 'ohh strad'.
Teva ftells, 'gonna hit him'.

You ftell, 'kill him..and Samiyah'.
You ftell, 'and everyone not Lost!'.
You ftell, 'Kill them all.'.

Teva ftells, 'Samiyah runs fast'.
Teva ftells, 'I been workin on her'.

You ftell, 'nod nod...she calls it "your dance"'.

You rest.

DarkClaw: Welcome back, Seraph.

Seraph: thanks

Teva ftells, 'of course strad is centered around Samiyah'.

You ftell, 'hmmm....'.
You ftell, 'I assume they can see my invis'.

Teva ftells, 'nod'.
Teva ftells, 'immortal invis sucks'.

You ftell, 'used to work well at one time'.

Teva ftells, '-The Crimson Corner- Somewhere, Strad is waiting for Samiyah to come back.'.
Teva ftells, 'oh come on strad just walk out of gh'.
Teva ftells, 'I chased Samiyah for hours Sunday'.

You ftell, 'heh...at least she let you'.
You ftell, 'and didn't just log off'.

Teva ftells, 'nod'.

You ftell, 'my transformation was at her hands...inadvertently'.
You ftell, 'Samiyah will need to be tricked...'.
You ftell, 'in some way'.

who wish
1 player.
Elf [ Demigod ] [LE][ ] Wish, Nashite...Foul...Alchemy



Samiyah paces back and forth.
Samiyah paces back and forth.

Someone says, ‘good afternoon

Someone nods in acknowledgement of Strad.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘Sahib?’.’

Someone nods in acknowledgement of Samiyah.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘Bad things happened when You left Sahib.’.
Someone says, ‘like?’,

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘Sahib Wish is in great distress.’.

Someone says, ‘why?’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘And as I helped you.. when you were ... hurt... I would help him too If I can....’.

Someone says, ‘what are you asking of me? .’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘Nothing, Sahib.’.

Someone says, ‘then why is wish in great distress? .’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘Strad can you help me get to the Desert Island?’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘He ate my poem and it made him very sick.’.

Someone laughs.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘so I went to check on him and he shouted.’.

Someone says, ‘oh.’.

Strad nods.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘thank you!

Someone says, ‘and how is wish's illness any concern of mine.’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘There is an octopus there… could you kill it?’.

Someone says, ‘who?’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘It is not, Sahib. I feel badly he is ill.’.

Strad says, (in common) ‘Sure. Gimme a minute.’.

Samiyah nods in acknowledgement of Strad.

Someone says, ‘I do not. He is my enemy there for no concern to me.’.

Samiyah nods sadly. "I understand, Sahib."
Samiyah says, (in common) ‘I do not like to see anyone hurting.
Samiyah says, (in common) ‘not elfsquid or fallen angels

Someone says, ‘a lot will and he and his worshippers will hurt also. Did you not hear him command Teva to kill you?’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘His choices are his own, Sahib. You taught me that.’.

Someone says, ‘yes, I did. But my enemies are supposed to be yours yet you want to help everyone.’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘who is NOT your enemy, Sahib?

Samiyah tells DarkClaw, ‘He is gone.. is he better?’.
Samiyah tells DarkClaw, ‘I sent a friend to get him some tentacles if it will help...’.

Someone says, ‘Boromir.’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘That is a short list, Sahib’.

Samiyah thanks Strad.

Samiyah gives the mantle of an ancient octopus to Teva.
Samiyah gives the tentacles of an ancient octopus to Teva.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘for your Lord. To make him feel better.’

Teva says, (in common), ‘They are limited.’.

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘just give them to him

Teva says, (in common), ‘Maybe if you ask nicely.’

Samiyah says, (in common) ‘Please oh deadly and frightening Teva of the mighty backstab, please give those to Lord Wish.’.

Teva says, (in common), ‘Sarcasm. Nice.’
Teva puts the mantle of an ancient octopus in a bag.
Teva puts the tentacles of an ancient octopus in a bag.

Seraph tells Samiyah, ‘Think about it. Either fully believe, and respect my choices or not.’

Samiyah tells Seraph, ‘ worship you. But you have always told me to make my own choices.’
Samiyah tells Seraph, ‘Is that no longer true?’

Seraph tells Samiyah, ‘You do as you wish, Samiyah, that is true.’.

Samiyah mutters softly.

Seraph tells Samiyah, ‘but there will come a time to believe in your brothers and sisters, or follow your own path.’.

Samiyah tells Seraph, ‘I am sorry that yet again I disappoint and displease you sahib.’.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw, ‘I gave the octopus things to Teva but he says I am sarcastic and I do not think he gave them to Wish.’

Seraph tells Samiyah, ‘you don’t but there will come a time it will be your brothers and sister and our cause, or the need to help everyone.’.

Samiyah tells Seraph, ‘*softly* That day is not yet here Sahib.’.

Seraph tells Samiyah, ‘Think about it.’.

Samiyah tells Seraph, ‘Yes Sahib.’.

Seraph steps in the shadows.

A Higher Punishment

Someone has transferred you.
The Cooler
[Exits: none]
A blizzard swirls around your body encasing it in ice, trapping you in this
place for all time or until the immortals take pity on your tortured soul.

Someone says, 'Show greater respect to Immortals. You may think on that for a time.'

Samiyah touches her hand to her forehead, her lips, and her heart in a tribal gesture of respect.

03/05/2013

Concern


The Cooler
[Exits:None]
A blizzard swirls around your body encasing it in ice, trapping you in this
place for all time or until the immortals take pity on your tortured soul.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), '..Lady... is he any better?'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'He is the same, Samiyah. Working on creating a solution with his alchemy.'.

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'Thank you. While I did not do anything to harm him, my poem seemed to be the tinder for the fire and I grieve for his pain.'.

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'I believe you were used as a tool, Samiyah, nothing more. Wish's anger may be directed at you, but mine is not.'

Samiyah tells DarkClaw (in common), 'Seraph did not know about the poem. When he learned of it, he was angry and questioned my faith. There was no plot, no scheme.'

DarkClaw tells Samiyah, 'Finding fault is not really our priority now. Finding a solution is.'.

Offered Prayers


> 4 players.
Elf [ Demigod ] Wish, Nashite...Foul...Alchemy
Hum [ Bard: 30 30 28 ] Samiyah bint Suriel, ukhayyatun Deme
Elf [ Greater Goddess ] Natilena.
Hum [ Demigoddess ] DarkClaw, Evolution of the Lost Ones -= Belgarion =-

You tell Wish (in common), '*quietly* My continued prayers for your improved condition and the peace of your spirit, Lord Wish.'.

Wish tells you, 'Samiyah, your prayers are accepted...if ineffective. I shall not be whole for some time, I am afraid.'.
Wish tells you, 'I know it was not your purposeful doing. I ate the damn thing after all.'.

You tell Wish (in common), 'I am sorry to hear that .. that.. you feel unwhole-ness. And I am sorry that my poem was the spark to this inferno.'.
You tell Wish (in common), 'Though Sahib has named you Enemy and I am forbidden to help you, know that I would, if I could.'.

Wish tells you, 'It was, Samiyah. I do not mean this as an insult, although you may take it as such.'.
Wish tells you, 'You are the most dangerous kind of mortal.'.
Wish tells you, 'You play with fire, not knowing it burns.'.
Wish tells you, 'You play with swords not knowing they cut.'.
Wish tells you, 'You must follow your God, Samiyah.'.

You tell Wish (in common), 'I do, and I have. And ever, I shall choose and choose and choose again.'.

Wish tells you, 'You have already chosen. Embrace your choice. To repeatedly threaten you God with a change of mind is the same as not having made a choice at all'.

You tell Wish (in common), 'You misunderstand. But that is all right. It is no matter.'.

03/06/2013

Attempted Intervention

(Log by Wish)
The Coral Cave
[Exits: south]
Glittering white sand covers the floor of this room, curling in tiny swirls
across the room as if by some unseen current. The cave appears to have
naturally grown within the center of a massive coral formation, and you are
unable to detect any sign of intentional construction. The coral walls pulse
with life, as sea creatures dart in and out of tiny crevices, and colorful
coral fronds sway to and fro like leaves in the wind. Sunlight gently streams
into the room through cracks in the coral ceiling, bathing everything in an
eerie bluish cast. Some magical force must be at work here, since you appear to
be completely underwater, and yet able to breathe without difficulty. The
only exit is to the south, through a small carved out of the coral wall.

Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

Wish leans wearily against the coral wall of Coral Cave.

Cordir looks at you.

Wish looks up weakly at Cordir.

You say, 'Hello, Cordir.. welcome to Coral Cave.'.

Cordir regards you quietly a long moment.

Wish gestures around the Cave with his tenta...arm.

You say, 'look what has happened to me, Cordir!'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir says, 'You found your surgeon.'.

You say, 'I did not need a surgeon, Cordir. I was not ill.'.

Wish unsteadily points a finger at the ground.

You say, 'NOW! I am ill.'.

Cordir says, 'Now... You are as you were born.'.

You say, 'A mistake....of nature...an abomination.'.

Cordir says, 'Elves are a mistake of nature?'.

You say, 'No. Being born as one was.'.

Wish paces the room, stumbling often on this tent...legs...
Wish starts rubbing his arms with his hands, in a futile attempt to slough off the tattooed skin.

You say, 'Cordir, you must know this truth: what others see means nothing.'.
You say, 'Self-perception....That is all there is to reality.'.
You say, 'We, each of us, live in a bubble of our own making.'.

Cordir says, 'First: Stop doing that.'.

You say, 'doing what?'.

Cordir gestures at your rubbing.

Wish looks down at his arms...raw and red from the incessant rubbing.

You say, 'I...I...can't.'.
You say, 'This thing, this body...this flesh!! It is not me!'.

Cordir says, 'Wish.'.

Wish turns his head to look at Cordir, but continues pacing.

You say, 'I have an idea...DarkClaw prevented me from attempting it, but she is not here. Perhaps you will help.'.

Cordir repeats herself. "Wish."

Wish says with frustration, "Yes, Cordir! I hear you! What?!"
Wish immediately looks down, ashamed for lashing out.

Cordir kneels on the sand and pats the bare expanse in front of her.
Cordir says, 'Come here.'.

Wish looks at the western wall, at the hilt of the saber embedded there.
Wish hesitates, then slowly sits down in front of Cordir.

Cordir reaches out, palms up.
Cordir says, 'give me your hands.'.

Wish sighs and lifts his hands up...placing them in Cordir's. He is unable to look at her.

Cordir says softly, "we spoke of a mirror."

You say, 'Yes.. we did.'.

Cordir's hands begin to glow as she casts healing magic, the torn red flesh knitting back to health.

Wish glances quickly at the western wall.

Cordir says, 'This ... you... is not an abomination'.
Cordir says, 'This... you... is ... a mechanism of healing'.
Cordir says, 'There is change and change is frightening.. horrifying... terrifying...'.
Cordir says, 'I know.'.

Wish begins to cry silently...tears streaming down his face.

Wish nods...understanding Change and the pain it brings.

Cordir releases one of your hands and cups your cheek in her palm.

Wish wipes his other cheek with his free hand.

Cordir says, 'What happens to things when they undergo Alchemical Transformation?'.

Wish's eyebrows lift in thought.

Cordir says, 'can they be returned to what they once were? Those original elements?'.

You say, 'Not usually, no.'.

Wish looks at Cordir, deeply worried.

Cordir says, 'You have undergone Transformation, my dear, dear friend'.

You say, 'But...but...it was not of my choosing!'.
Wish says quietly...more to himself, "I liked who I was."

Cordir keeps a firm yet gentle grip on your hand.
Cordir says gently, "was it not? You seem to have sought out your surgeon.."
Cordir says, 'There was nothing wrong with who you were.'.
Cordir says, 'and nothing wrong with who you are.'.

You say, 'I did not explain myself well enough...during our discussion.'.

Wish looks up at Cordir.

Cordir says, 'Oh, Wish...'.

You say, 'I was not seeking a surgeon...an alchemist to Change me.'.
You say, 'I meant only that if you felt, as my friend, that you must try to change me, then you do it gently.'.

Cordir smiles gently, her expression kind and sympathetic.

You say, 'It was always you who expressed doubts about who I was. No one else.'.
You say, 'Only you.'.

Cordir says, 'Have you ever asked others what they saw?'.

Wish looks at Cordir, taken aback by her question.

You say, 'umm, I don't think...umm...Why? Why would I ask them?'.
You say, 'They all saw my tentacles...they always acted as if I was who I was!'.

Cordir says, 'Others saw as I did. They just did not contradict you.'.

Wish shakes his head slowly, moving faster and faster.

Cordir: Sister. Please come here.

You say, 'no no no no no, you are wrong. '.

Katrana steps through an inky black portal with Manatheren close behind.
Katrana raises an eyebrow.

You say, 'You saw this shell...somewhere inside me.'.
You say, 'You are special, Cordir'.
You say, 'You ....see things others do not.'.

Cordir holds your hand and Her hand remains on your face.

You say, 'I was...AM! A cephalopod!'.

Katrana raises an eyebrow.
Katrana says, 'Sister you asked for me?'.

Cordir says, 'Katrana..'.
Cordir says, 'As long as you have known Wish'.

You say, 'Others saw me as I saw myself. Only you, Cordir, saw something else!'.

Cordir says, 'Even in mortal days'.
Cordir says, 'what did you see'.
Cordir says, 'when you looked at him'.

Wish looks at Katrana, frightened of her answer.

Cordir says, 'what form'.
Cordir lightly strokes Wish's hand and cheek soothingly.

Katrana says, 'In my mortal days, not seeing how I see now. He was a squid-like creature. A cephalapod. '.

You nod.
You nod.
You nod.
You say, 'See?!'.

Cordir says, 'and when you Ascended?'.

Wish takes his hand from Cordir's.

Katrana says, 'Something different.'.

Wish frowns. What's bothering you?

Wish stands up, stepping away from Cordir...from Katrana.

You say, 'What are you saying, Katrana?!'.

Cordir says, 'When you gaze at him with Immortal eyes .. what did you see?'.

Katrana says, 'A facade. Hiding behind that is an elf.'.

Cordir says, 'Wish. Sit.'.

You say, 'please, Cordir...'.

Wish clenches his fists, but obeys...sitting down in front of Cordir again.

Katrana tilts her head to the side.

You say, 'This is a dream...a bad, bad dream.'.

Katrana whispers to Cordir, 'Does he still not See?'

You say, 'I SEE!!!'.
You say, 'BUT I DO NOT WANT TO SEE!!!'.

Wish grabs a handful of sand from Coral Cave and starts rubbing it in his eyes.

Katrana pouts.

Cordir puts a gentle but unmistakable command in her voice. "I forbid you to harm yourself. If you need to pace or move you may. But you may NOT cut or damage your form.”.

Wish glances at the Western wall, at the hilt of the sabre embedded there.

You say, 'But Cordir, my plan.'.

Katrana raises an eyebrow.
Katrana says, 'What plan?'.

You say, 'If I remove my arms...my legs...they may grow back as I wish them to.'.
You say, 'As they have before!'.
You get (Oozing) a bloody tentacle from a piece of red volcanic glass.

Cordir catches Wish's hands, holding them firmly.

Cordir utters the words, 'heal'.
A warm feeling fills your body.

Cordir utters the words, 'heal'.
A warm feeling fills your body.

Cordir says, 'No, Wish.'.

You say, 'But...they might.'.
You say, 'They might.'.

Cordir says, 'Immortal limbs grown back as they are.'.

Katrana says, 'Your arm...will grow back as an arm.'.

Cordir says, 'Do you know what I see in your hands?'.

Wish drops the sand to the ground, letting it slip through his fingers.

You say, 'No...please tell me'.
You say, 'I don't know what anyone really sees. '.
You say, 'Not anymore.'.

Katrana glances to Cordir.

Cordir runs a fingertip over the tattoos and markings.
Cordir says, 'I see beauty and I see survival.'.

Katrana smiles happily.

Wish smiles weakly, trying but failing to accept the compliment as it is.

Cordir lightly runs a fingertip over each finger
Cordir says, 'strength.'.

Katrana nods.

Wish glances at Katrana...not entirely comforted by Cordir's gestures.

Katrana says, 'Wish, you should be proud, of who you are, and what you have accomplished.'.
Katrana says, 'The exterior, what others see...does not replace the actions you take.'.
Katrana says, 'Or have performed.'.

Cordir nods in recognition to Katrana.

Katrana says, 'In my mortal, and immortal days...despite our differences, I was proud to know -you-.'.

Wish takes a deep breath, relaxing a bit. Then looks from Cordir to Katrana...

Katrana says, 'And am still proud.'.

You say, 'I must say something.'.

Cordir nods.

Wish speaks haltingly...yet firmly.
You say, 'I...I too am proud of what I have done, what I have accomplished.'.
You say, 'The friendship, both of you have shown me...despite our clashes, our differences...it means much to me.'.

Katrana grins happily.

You say, 'Any disputes we have engaged in...I regard these as merely spats between friends...strengthening, not weakening the friendship'.

Katrana nods slowly in agreement.

Cordir says, '.. I liked you even more than Rath. Just don't tell him that.'.

Wish blushes. Your cheeks are burning.

Cordir flashes an exceedingly rare grin.

You say, 'But you must understand something: '.

Katrana laughs.
Katrana nods in recognition to you.

You say, 'I liked my form as I saw it'.
You say, 'I enjoyed being who I was.'.
You say, 'To have that ripped away...even surgically...is deeply distressing.'.

Katrana nods.

You say, 'So distressing, I fear that I do not want to live with this new form.'.
You say, 'Fine...elves are not disgusting.'.

Katrana smirks.

You say, 'I can accept that. But that does not mean I want to be one.'.

Cordir sighs and asks: Do you recall our conversation about Seraph's desire to change the nature of a thread?

Katrana says, 'You, as an immortal, can make others perceive you as something else...'.
Katrana says, 'But it is nothing more than a show. '.

You nod in recognition to Katrana.

Katrana nods in recognition to Cordir.
Katrana says, 'And then to modify a thread...'.
Katrana shivers uncomfortably.

You nod in recognition to Cordir.
You say, 'I remember...'.
You say, 'Now, all too well.'.

Cordir says, 'actually... Katrana... you have a simpler solution'.

Katrana says, 'Well, that terrifies me.'.
Katrana says, 'I did not even go to that place, because it is too much.'.

Cordir says, 'Immortals DO have the ability to shape flesh.'.

You shake your head.
You say, 'it will not work, Cordir'.

Wish points to his head with his...tent...finger.
You say, 'It has to Change in here...'.

Cordir says, 'after seven thousand years as an old hag...'.

Cordir sighs quietly.

Katrana sighs loudly.
Katrana says, 'Wish...it is so dangerous.'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir says, 'It is.'.

You say, 'More dangerous than the state I am in now?'.

Wish glances at the Western wall, at the hilt of the sabre embedded there.

Katrana says, 'I've had Thread modifications occur by accident. And it almost removed Sagan from the Pattern.'.

Katrana utters the words, 'heal'.
Katrana utters the words, 'heal'.
Katrana walks away slowly before being enveloped by an inky blackness.

Cordir says, 'Wish. I forbid you to cause physical harm to the form you have now, through severing or cutting or tearing that flesh.'.

You sigh.
Wish knows he will obey Cordir...although he does not wish to.

Cordir says, 'Now. If you truly would rather die'.
Cordir says, 'than be the elf that you were born as...'.

Katrana steps through an inky black portal with Manatheren close behind.
Katrana coughs.

Katrana says, 'Sorry about that.'.

Cordir says, 'I cannot stand by and watch you waste away'.

Katrana nods.

You sigh.
You say, 'I...am not quite there yet, Cordir.'.

Cordir says, '...rotting fish smells awful.'.
Cordir again flashes that exceedingly rare grin.

Katrana holds back a smirk.

You say, 'There is...perhaps...another way.'.

Cordir sighs loudly.
Cordir offers Wish a large bag with exceeding reluctance.

Katrana says, 'That doesn't involve manipulating your Thread?'.

Katrana raises an eyebrow at you.

Cordir gives you bag made from octopus hide.

Wish looks at Cordir...knowing she has anticipated his Alchemical needs.

You say, 'Katrana, I know little of Threads...of the Tapestry.. of Patterns.'.

Cordir mutters, "Four different possibilities led to it."

You say, 'I know of Alchemy.. of tinctures and elixirs and essences '.

Katrana nods.

You say, 'And, I believe I know of one that may aid me...bring my mind back to where I wish it to be.'.

Wish looks in the bag, making mental note of all the ingredients within.

You say, 'I believe...I have what I need here...thank you, Cordir.. friend.'.

Katrana raises an eyebrow at Cordir.

Bag made from octopus hide contains:
(Moderate magic) a tincture of narwhal liver [m|L14 infravision refresh heal 2#]
(Token magic) a corked bottle, battered by the currents [m|5#]
an engraved ceramic crucible [|5#]
a fan kelp frond [|1#]
a handful of fine white sand [|1#]
(Glowing) (Glowing) a set of giant lobster eyestalks [g|1#]
a dull block of yellow sulfur [|1#]
a resin coated glass alembic [|5#]
a wide-neck glass beaker [|5#]
(Token magic) the Furnace of Arcana [m|5#]
(Potent magic) a tincture of narwhal liver [m|L21 sanity harm 2#]
(Moderate magic) (Blood-tinged) a vial of nurse shark tears [m|L10 cure poison poison 2#]
(Putrid) a barrel of rotting squid [|1#]

Cordir says, 'I will not countenance you chopping things off, Wish'.
Cordir says, 'Do I make myself clear?'.

You nod in recognition to Cordir.
You say, 'Yes, Cordir. I will.. refrain from chopping off limbs.'.

Katrana says, 'He can chop them off all he wants, it'll just grow back. And be a bit bloody.'.
Katrana giggles innocently.

Cordir says, 'I find it distressing.'.
Cordir says, 'even it does grow back'.

You say, 'It was a foolish solution...'.
You say, 'But a tempting one, nonetheless'.

Katrana nods.
Katrana nods.

You get a mortar of alchemically charged gold from a piece of red volcanic glass.
You get a squid-headed pestle of pure silver from a piece of red volcanic glass.

Wish takes a second account of the items in the bag...and in his keepsake.
Wish nods to himself...assured of his abilities to craft a healing elixir.

Cordir runs a hand through her mangles hair.
Cordir says, '...Yes. It is.'.
Cordir says, 'and sometimes if the emotion is strong enough..'.
Cordir says, 'it does NOT grow back.'.

Katrana says, 'True, but so rare.'.

Cordir smiles wryly.

You say, 'It is not limbs that need severing, anyways.'.

Wish again points to his head with his finger.

You say, 'It is in here that something must be cut.'.

Cordir says, 'Nothing needs severing'.

Katrana sighs loudly.

You say, 'you are wrong, Cordir'.
You say, 'It is a chain of thought that must be broken.'.
You say, 'To see myself as I wish to see myself. '.

Cordir pulls Wish's head down and kisses the top of it like she would a fractious child's.

You say, 'What others see, I care little for. What I see...that is the crux of the matter'.

Cordir says, 'I will have no part in it, Wish.'.

Katrana nods.

You frown. What's bothering you?
You say, 'What do you mean?'.

Cordir says, 'But I wish you peace.'.
Cordir releases Wish's hand and rises.

You say, 'You will not aid me in restoring my peace of mind?!'.
You say, 'I do not understand.'.

Cordir says, 'I have given you the tools and ingredients, have I not?'.

You nod in recognition to her.
You say, 'Yes...you have.'.
You say, 'I suppose that is more than I should have asked of you.'.

Cordir says, 'You did not ask it. I saw the need.'.

Cordir says, 'What more would you ask me to do, shove the pestle up your nose to grind your memory away?'.

You laugh.
You laugh.

Wish smiles for the first time in days.

Katrana smirks.
Katrana says, 'Can I watch that happen?'.
Katrana giggles Wyldly.

You nod in recognition to Cordir.

Cordir says, 'I do not agree with it.. but I will not hinder you.'.

You nod in recognition to Cordir.
You say, 'I understand.'.

Cordir says, 'You have been as you are now, to me, for seven thousand years.'.

Katrana skips over to Wish and looks up to him.
Katrana sits down and thinks deeply.
Katrana says, 'Bend down a moment, you're too tall.'.

Wish bends down for Katrana.

Katrana takes your head into her hands and smiles.
Katrana says, 'Wish. You are Wish. And I adore you as you are. I'm proud of everything you've done.'.
Katrana says, 'Even if I don't agree with it.'.
Katrana grins Wyldly.
Katrana says, 'You are you.'.
Katrana says, 'Be proud of that.'.
Katrana says, 'Don't let anything change that. Be happy with who you are.'.

You smile at her.

You nod.

Katrana throws her arms around Wish's neck and squeezes.

Wish bends up, lifting Katrana from her feet.

Katrana giggles.
Katrana drops down.

Teva arrives from the south.
Teva rests.

You bow before him.

Teva bows before you.
Teva bows before Cordir.

You say, 'Then I shall proceed with my Alchemy.'.

Katrana nods.

You say, 'Thank you both for your friendship. I feel better...if not quite myself.'.

Katrana says, 'Good luck...my friend.'.

Cordir says, 'Be well my friend. I wish you peace.'.

You smile at Katrana.
You smile at Cordir.

Teva gets the tentacles of an ancient octopus from a saddlebag.

You say, 'May the Light of Lord Nash shine upon you both.'.

Cordir walks to the western wall and casually snaps the blade of the saber off.
Cordir says, '..no chopping.'.

Katrana smirks.

Cordir gathers the shadows around herself, ebon flames outlining her for a moment.

Katrana walks away slowly before being enveloped by an inky blackness.


Alchemical Experimentation

(Log by Wish)

Seraph: how are you doing elf?

Wish: *glaring at Seraph* I have been better, Seraph, as you are well aware.

Seraph: well at least you smell better

Wish: yes, I suppose that will have to do for now

Seraph: but I was craving fish for a while

You get the Furnace of Arcana from bag made from octopus hide.

DarkClaw: Welcome back, Wish.

Wish: thank you DC

You get a dull block of yellow sulfur from bag made from octopus hide.
You get a resin coated glass alembic from bag made from octopus hide.

Wish begins preparations for dangerous Alchemy.

You get (Putrid) a barrel of rotting squid from bag made from octopus hide.
You get (Blood-tinged) a vial of nurse shark tears from bag made from octopus hide.
You get an engraved ceramic crucible from bag made from octopus hide.
You get a fan kelp frond from bag made from octopus hide.
You get a handful of fine white sand from bag made from octopus hide.
You get (Glowing) a set of giant lobster eyestalks from bag made from octopus hide.
You get a wide-neck glass beaker from bag made from octopus hide.
You get a tincture of narwhal liver from bag made from octopus hide.


Samiyah tells you (in common), '*quietly whispered* My continued hopes for your wellness, Enemy of My Sahib.'.

You tell Samiyah, 'I am about to embark on a very dangerous attempt to cure myself, Samiyah.'.
You tell Samiyah, 'Your God, Seraph, recently ascended, undoubtedly hopes I will fail.'.
You tell Samiyah, 'He rejoices at my ill-health, wrought unknowingly by your hand.'.
You tell Samiyah, 'As a follower of Seraph...you should as well.'.

Wish begins setting up the resin coated alembic, setting coals afire beneath the alembic.

Tross arrives from the south.

You bow before her.

Tross says (in common), '... er.'.

Tross bows deeply.
Tross looks at you.

Wish gestures idly around the room with his hand.

You say, 'Welcome to Coral Cave'.
You say, 'Stay as long as you like.. but please keep things clean...and don't feed the fish.'.

Tross says (in common), '...sorry mister. Didn't know .. er. Someone lived here.'.

You nod in recognition to her.
You say, 'Indeed...this is my home. And the home of the Alchemists.'.

Tross backs to the edge of the door then stands there a while.

Wish looks at Tross with a mixture of curiosity and boredom.

You sigh.

You say, 'I am about to engage in some serious Alchemy...you may watch, if you please. But be ready to run. Sometimes things go wrong.'.
Tross says (in common), 'I'm not supposed to talk to strangers...'.

You say, 'oh? Well, often silence is better anyways.'.
You say, 'While we are being silent, feel free to look around.'.

>open alembic
It's already open.

A resin coated glass alembic contains:
Nothing.
>open furnace
It's already open.

An engraved ceramic crucible contains:
Nothing.

You put a handful of fine white sand in an engraved ceramic crucible.

Wish takes a dull block of yellow sulfur and scrapes a few flakes off into the crucible with a dagger.

You put a dull block of yellow sulfur in a piece of red volcanic glass.

Tross doesn't take the time to look around, but leans on the door and watches.

Wish puts (Oozing) a bloody tentacle in a mortar of alchemically charged gold and begins grinding it with a squid-headed pestle of pure silver.
Wish periodically adds a drop of tincture of narwhal liver.

Wish removes a set of giant lobster eyestalks from an octopus hide bag.

Wish closely examines each eyestalk...decides upon one, and adds it to the mortar.

  • grind*
  • grind*
  • grind*


Tross squints at one of the items questioningly then relaxes, evidently identifying it*

Wish empties the contents of the mortar into the crucible.

Tross wipes his hands on his pants.

Wish places the Furnace of Arcana on the ground on the far side of Coral Cave.
Wish says "Miikli bo miikli..."

A small fire suddenly erupts beneath the Furnace Arcana.

You put an engraved ceramic crucible in the Furnace of Arcana.

Tross remains glued to his place, still chewing through the pastry with slightly widened eyes.

You close the Furnace of Arcana.

You sigh.

Wish quickly blows out the fire beneath the Furnace Arcana.

You say, 'it would appear that I am being called by the Outworld and will not have time to complete the Alchemy.'.

Wish opens the Furnace Arcana, removes the crucible, and tosses the contents to the ground with frustration.

Tross looks keenly disappointed and slinks out the door without another word.
Tross leaves south.
Tross arrives from the south.

You bow before her.

You say, 'Tross'.

Tross says (in common), '.. Hi.'.

You say, 'hmmm'.
You say, 'You appear to me as a girl.'.
You say, 'and yet your title says you are a boy'.

Tross gets a bit red-faced.

You say, 'A bit of a contradiction, is it not?'.

Tross says (in common), 'who SAYS I'm a girl!'.

Wish is taken aback by Tross's response.

You say, 'well.. I... uh'.
You say, 'Do you think you are a boy?'.

Tross says (in common), 'well I'm not.'.
Tross says, definitively.

You say, 'I see.'.
You say, 'Well, then you are a boy.'.

Tross appears mollified.

You say, 'And no more shall be spoken of it.'.
You say, 'I certainly understand...more than most, perhaps.'.

Tross nods in recognition to you.

You say, 'I shall be beginning my Alchemy anew.'.

Tross relaxes.

You say, 'I am a terrible host.'.
Wish waves a hand and causes the sand to well up and form a comfortable chair for Tross.

Tross backs to the door again.
Tross eyes the chair.

Wish nudges the chair closer to the door, for Tross.

Tross slinks over to it and sits, watching eagerly.

You say, 'I am pretty good at this stuff, Tross.'.

Tross says (in common), 'what is it?'.

You say, 'So far, only one person has lost any significant body part.'.

Tross says (in common), 'uh'.

You say, 'Although more than a few have lost eyebrows.'.
You say, 'You are young, Tross. Should anything happen, the scars will fade.'.
You smile happily.

Tross covers his eyebrows automatically.
Tross shrugs.
Tross says (in common), 'been licked before.'.

You nod.
You say, 'I shall begin then.'.

You open the Furnace of Arcana.

Tross clamps his mouth shut, but watches the stranger.

You say, 'Stranger? Ahhh....I suppose we are still'.

Wish extends a hand to Tross in greeting.

You say, 'I am Wish, Nashite Foul...elf for now...of Alchemy'.
You say, 'I am the Leader of the Alchemists.'.

Tross looks at it a sec, then frowns and decides and offers his hand in turn.

You say, 'A fairly newly ascended Demigod'.
You shake her hand.

Tross says (in common), 'I'm called 'Tro-'.
Tross stops suddenly.

Wish eyes Tross curiously.

Tross looks suspicious, hand still extended.
Tross says (in common), 'a .. demigod.'.
Tross looks at you.
Tross's eyes widen and he stands suddenly.

You nod in recognition to her.

You say, 'Yes, a demigod. Does that surprise you?'.
Tross says (in common), '... well Gee. Yeah!'.

You get an engraved ceramic crucible from the Furnace of Arcana.

You say, 'Do not be. Gods walk this realm quite often. Some are more accessible than others.'.

Wish shakes Tross's hand again.

You smile happily.

Tross says (in common), 'Oh. Well, I'm Tross.'.
Tross says (in common), 'I'm not here long. Just waiting for my da to come back and get me.'.
Tross says (in common), '.. you haven't seen a guy in here have you?'.

You say, 'No, I have not seen anyone else here. How is you..."da"?'.

Tross says (in common), '.. well how should I know, he isn't here?'.
Tross replies reasonably.

Tross adds, proudly.
Tross says (in common), 'he's a sailor.'.

You say, 'i see'.

Gore ftells, 'hello'.
Grantsight set for Gore.

You ftell, 'hey gore'.
You ftell, 'i am performing Alchemy in Coral Cave'.
You ftell, 'If you are not busy, I need your assistance.'.

Gore arrives from the south.
Gore grins evilly.

You say, 'So, you do not know your Da's name, Tross?'.

Tross says (in common), 'well sure I do. oh.'.

You bow before Gore.

Wish points to Tross.
You say, 'Gore, meet Tross'.
Wish points to Gore.

Gore grins evilly at Tross.

Tross sticks out his hand.

You say, 'Tross, meet Gore'.

Tross says (in common), 'Hi.'.

Gore grunts something incomprehensible.
Gore says (in ogre), 'ogre says hello'.

Wish sets up the Furnace Arcana in the far corner of Coral Cave.

Tross tells you (in common), 'uh. that’s an ogre.'.

Wish says "Miikli do Miikla"

Gore says (in common), 'me not speak good human'.

A small fire alights beneath the Furnace Arcana

You tell Tross, 'yes...Gore is an Ogre'.

Cresom tells you (in common), 'you need any more bags?'.

Tross wipes a pastry-crusted hand on his pants and slinks back to the chair, eye intent on the proceedings.

You tell Cresom, 'No, I am good with bags, thank you Cresom'.

You tell Tross, 'Keep your hands and feet away.'.

You say, 'Gore, please continue to stoke the fire of the Furnace Arcana'.
You say, 'do not let it go out'.

Gore says (in common), 'me go fetch wood'.
Gore says (in common), 'or tree'.

You nod in recognition to him.
You say, 'But hurry, it will not last long'.

Gore leaves south.

Wish puts a few drops of tincture of narwhal liver into the crucible.
Wish grabs a handful of fine white sand from the floor of Coral Cave.

You get a dull block of yellow sulfur from a piece of red volcanic glass.

Gore arrives from the south.
Gore harvests some seeds from a sturdy nightwood. They might make a nice snack.
Gore says (in common), 'seeds burn well'.

Wish uses a dagger to scrape a few flakes of sulfur into the crucible.

Tross chews slowly, intrigued by the proceedings.

Gore juggles a sprig of nightwood.

You nod in recognition to Gore.

You say, 'excellent work, Gore'.

Gore throws a sprig of firewood into the fire.

You say, 'please add it slowly to the fire of the Furnace Arcana'.
You say, 'keeping it well let'.

Gore says (in common), 'sprig is filled with magic'.

You say, 'when the Furnace begins to glow, it is ready'.
You smile happily.

Gore sticks his hand into the fire to check the temperature.
Gore screams loudly!

>c heal gore
Ok.

Cordir fades into existence, wreathed in ebon flame and sable shadow.

You say, 'please, be more careful, Gore'.

Tross frowns.

Gore says (in common), 'Gore will use gloves next time'.

You bow before Cordir.

You nod in recognition to Gore.

Cordir glances at you to ensure all is intact.

Wish adds a few drops of tincture of narwhal liver to his mortar.
Wish adds a giant lobster eyestalk to the mortar.
Wish swirls them around carefully, adding more tincture to the mixture.
Wish adds (Oozing) a bloody tentacle to the mortar.
Wish begins grinding the mixture in the mortar with the squid-headed pestle of pure silver.

  • grind*
  • grind*


Wish stops grinding.. then, not quite satisfied, grinds a bit more.

  • grind*
  • grind*
  • grind*


Tross's attention drifts.

Gore turns Tross' head in the right direction.

Wish pours the mixture in the mortar into the crucible.

You put an engraved ceramic crucible in the Furnace of Arcana.

You close the Furnace of Arcana.

the Furnace of Arcana begins to glow a dull orange color, as the fire beneath heats it up.

You say, 'that will take a bit of time'.

Tross scowls automatically to Gore but dutifully pays more attention - the fire focusing interest again.

Wish waves his hand at the smoke emerging from the Furnace.

You say, 'Don't mind the smoke...it’s from the sulphur'.

Wish begins to set up the resin coated glass alembic.

Something crackling can be heard from inside the Furnace Arcana.

Tross eats a box of popcorn.

You put a mortar of alchemically charged gold in a piece of red volcanic glass.

Gore gets some seeds from a sturdy nightwood.

You put a squid-headed pestle of pure silver in a piece of red volcanic glass.

Gore eats some seeds from a sturdy nightwood.

Wish sets a wide-neck glass beaker beneath the curling copper tube that emerges from the top of the alembic.

Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.

Wish checks to make sure the tiny spigot at the end of the copper tube is closed.

Gore says (in common), 'want Gore to fuel fire with mana'.

You smile happily.

Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.

You say, 'As you wish...as long as it remains burning, Gore.'.
You say, 'I am almost ready for its contents'.

Tross chuckles, evidently amused.

Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.

Tross says (in common), '...as you - 'Wish'?'.

Wish flips open the copper top of the alembic.

You wink suggestively at Tross.

Cordir watches silently.

You put a fan kelp frond in a resin coated glass alembic.

Tross grins back, unrestrained.

You put (Blood-tinged) a vial of nurse shark tears in a resin coated glass alembic.

You get a brittle bit of dried red algae from a piece of red volcanic glass.
You put a brittle bit of dried red algae in a resin coated glass alembic.

You get a mysteriously strong-smelling blue powder from a piece of red volcanic glass.
You put a mysteriously strong-smelling blue powder in a resin coated glass alembic.

You sigh.

You get (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy from a piece of red volcanic glass.

Wish hugs the plushy tightly.
Wish looks up at Cordir...saddened...
Wish stuffs the sepiod plushy into the alembic...it barely fits.

You put (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy in a resin coated glass alembic.

Cordir says, 'Are you... aaack!! Wish!!'.

You say, 'It must be done, Cordir.'.

Tross jumps.

Gore looks at Tross.

Tross looks at Gore.

Wish closes the top of the alembic and utters, "Miikli do Miikla"
A small fire begins to burn beneath the alembic.

Gore wonders if Tross leg is chewy.

Tross looks back challengingly to the ogre, the boldness automatic.

Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.
Gore utters the words, 'give mana'.

You say, 'Gore, the Furnace has completed its work. Please tend the alembic fire.'.

Gore says (in common), 'more wood?'.

Wish blows out the last remnants of fire beneath the Furnace Arcana.

You say, 'I think we are good'.
You say, 'It just needs to boil for a while'.
The items in the alembic, just visible behind the resin coated glass, begin to dissolve into a gooey mess.

Gore looks at the alembic fire
Gore says (in common), 'Gore likes gooey mess'.

A horrible odor fills the room...it smells of burning resin, rotten algae...

Cordir gets (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy from (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen.

Wish looks at Cordir with surprise.

Cordir reluctantly hands Wish the plushy.

You open the Furnace of Arcana.

Wish hugs the plushy tightly!

You say, 'thank you, Cordir!'.
You hug her.

Cordir frowns.

Wish sniffs happily.

Gore says (in common), 'smells like home'.

You get an engraved ceramic crucible from the Furnace of Arcana.

Cordir does not look happy about plushy desecration.

You say, 'It's for a good cause!'.
You say, 'And everything has it's time.'.

Cordir says, 'that was my spare. You do not get mine.'.

Wish flips open the top of the alembic. The horrible mixture within bubbles and smokes.
Wish hugs the plushy more tightly.

You say, 'Well, hopefully I will not have to do this again.'.
You say, 'hopefully'.

Cordir frowns.

Tross fidgets in the chair.

Gore says (in common), 'Gore wonders if we can fill the crucible with halflings instead?'.

Wish empties the contents of the crucible into the glass alembic...immediately the mixture turns a bright yellow color and hisses!

You put an engraved ceramic crucible in a resin coated glass alembic.

Wish closes the alembic tightly, wrenching the screws down so it is sealed completely.

You say, 'Now, we pray'.
You say, 'And hope.'.
You say, 'Lord Nash, I look to thee...to thy light...to guide my Alchemy.'.
Wish lowers his head and begins to mutter a silent prayer.

Cordir murmurs, "I hope that you are happy, Wish. Whatever form that takes."

You say, 'As do I, Cordir, as do I.'.

Gore kneels and prays.
Wish sets (putrid) a barrel of rotting squid down in the corner of Coral Cave.

As the mixture in the alembic begins to boil anew, Wish reaches out and opens the tiny spigot at the bottom of the curled copper tubing.

  • drip*
  • drip*


Slowly, drop by drop by drop, the wide-neck beaker begins to fill with a brownish, foul smelling liquid.

  • drip*
  • drip*


You get a broken bit of golden star coral from a piece of red volcanic glass.

Wish crumbles a bit of the golden star coral into the beaker as it fills.

  • drip*
  • drip*
  • drip*


As the beaker fills, Wish closes the spigot.

You say, 'Gore, thank you for your help. I am finished...No need to tend the fire.'.

Gore grins evilly.

Gore eats a sprig of nightwood.
Gore's dispel evil *** ANNIHILATES *** himself.

Wish blows out the fire beneath the Alembic. Within, the mixture's bubble slows.

Wish shakes his head at Gore.

c 'cure critical' gore
Ok.

Gore bows deeply.

Wish holds up the beaker of liquid, eyeing it in the dim, blue light.

You say, 'It...it seems correct. '.

You say, 'But I have never done this Alchemy before...I am unsure.'.

Wish eyes the beaker suspiciously.

You say, 'I had better preserve the alembic mixture.'.
You say, 'in case this dose is not enough...or fails to work at all'.

Tross says (in common), 'Whats it do?'.

Wish lifts a leg and steps inside the (putrid) barrel of rotting squid.
Wish sinks down into the barrel, the disgusting, rotting skin covering him to his neck.

You say, 'Hopefully, it will restore my...my...'.
You say, 'It will restore Me.'.
You say, 'Hopefully.'.

Gore looks at you.
Gore gasps in astonishment.
Gore shudders from the sheer thought of it.

You put a broken bit of golden star coral in a piece of red volcanic glass.

You say, 'okay, here we go'.

Wish takes a swig of the brownish liquid in the beaker.

Cordir watches silently, eyes sad.

Gore looks at you.

Wish immediately spits it out all over the room in massive spray!
Wish leaps out of the barrel.
Wish dumps the contents of the beaker out onto the ground!

You shake your head.
You shake your head.
You shake your head.
You shake your head.

Tross flinches, hands clamping over eyebrows.

Gore looks at you.

You say, 'no no no no'.

Gore says (in common), 'curses'.

You say, 'It is not right...something...something is missing!'.

Wish opens up a small notebook.
Wish makes a quick note beneath other unreadable scribbles.

You say, 'Cordir!'.
You say, 'It is missing something!'.

Cordir nods.

Wish begins to pace Coral Cave.
Wish mutters to himself.
Wish begins counting the ingredients off on his fingers.

Wish stops suddenly in his tracks.
Wish's eyes open wide, his mouth agape.

Tross stops mid-pastry.

Cordir says, 'What it the agent of catalyst for the transformation?'.
Cordir says, 'I see ingredients, processes.. goo...'.
Cordir shrugs.

You frown. What's bothering you?

You say, 'The agent of catalyst...'.
You say, 'You are correct, Cordir...that is missing...these things...these are simply binders...they provide nothing but enzymatic action'.
You say, 'important, yes...but not the crucial piece.'.
You say, 'But I know...yes, I know...'.
You say, 'I require that which caused my Transformation in the first place. '.
You say, 'I require its essence....no...Her essence!'.

Cordir says, 'the dirty pirate bottle?'.
Cordir says, 'it was in the bag I gave you'.
Cordir gestures.

You say, 'No no...'.
You say, 'I require the essence of the one who precipitated this Transformation.'.
You say, 'I require Samiyah.'.

Cordir says, 'The troublesome mouse?'.

You say, 'Cat, Cordir...she is now a cat!'.

Cordir blinks.
Cordir says, 'did she change shape as well?'.

You say, 'Figuratively, yes'.
You say, 'She follows Seraph now, did you not know?'.

Tross mumbles something about 'strangers' and 'da' and edges towards the south door.

You say, 'If I see "da", I will let him know you were here, Tross.'.
You say, 'But I don't know who "da" is...'.

Tross mumbles something again.
Tross bows deeply.
Tross leaves south.

You say, 'I must have her.. her flesh...her blood.'.
You say, 'Her CORPSE!!'.

Gore grins to himself. What IS he thinking about...?!

Wish nods to himself.
Wish nods to himself.

You say, 'Or...perhaps there is another way..'.
You say, 'She is a slick one...her corpse may be difficult to obtain in time.'.
You say, 'There is another way. '.

Gore says (in common), 'i dig a hole in ground?'.

You say, 'Oh Gore, my enthusiastic Ogre!'.
You say, 'Yes, dig a hole, Gore.'.

Gore says (in common), 'and I sit in hole and wait and wait'.

You say, 'Make it deep...make it wide.. make it Samiyah sized.'.

Gore says (in common), 'i will dig where she least expects it'.

You smile at him.

Gore says (in common), 'maybe in the well in Midgaard'.

Wish carefully dismantles the Alembic take care not to spill the remaining contents.

You say, 'Her flesh.. her blood...with that, I have the catalyst.'.

Gore nods.

You say, 'And with that, shall I be transformed.'.

Gore says (in common), 'will go looking for a shovel'.

You nod in recognition to him.

Gore waves happily.
Gore leaves south.

You smile at Cordir.

Cordir says, 'I am sorry you did not find success..'.

You nod in recognition to Cordir.
You hug Cordir.

Cordir says, 'Perhaps Katrana will agree to cut the thread you need.'.

Cordir blinks.
Cordir pauses a moment and then returns the hug.

You say, 'There is another way...'.

Cordir raises an eyebrow.
Cordir says, 'the old fashioned way?'.
Cordir says, 'Teva is capable enough'.

You say, 'Indeed he is...'.

Gore arrives from the south.
Gore bows deeply.
Gore says (in ogre), 'Gore found what he needed'.

Gore juggles a rock hammer.

You smile at him.

Gore juggles a shovel.

You cheer him on, confident in his abilities.

You say, 'Samiyah's corpse would be the best thing.'.
You say, 'I am certain it would complete the process.'.

Gore will trap her in the pit.
Gore says (in ogre), 'will sleep now and then dig pit when Gore is rested'.
Gore waves happily.
Gore leaves south.

Wish tests the temperature of the Furnace Arcana...and realizing it has completely cooled, picks it up.

Wish waves a hand, creating a lounge chair from sand.
Wish rests on the chair...sweat still beading his brow from his exertions.

Cordir gestures and the tides increase in potency, washing you clean of gunk.

You smile at her.
You say, 'thank you, Cordir'.

Gore ftells, 'Gore will sleep now'.
Gore ftells, 'night'.

You ftell, 'okay, gore...take care'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir gets (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy from (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen.

Cordir holds (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy in her hands.
Cordir says, 'MINE!'.

You smile happily.
You nod in recognition to her.

You say, 'they are (Limited Edition) for a reason'.

Cordir nods.
Cordir stops using (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy.
Cordir puts (Limited Edition) a sepoid plushy in a saddlebag.

Cordir looks at you, nods slightly, and sighs.

(End scene)