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Started by Brian, June 13, 2004, 02:54:56 PM

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Rezantis

Rez steps inside and looks around.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

The room is layed out like Phil's was (before he brought back an entire army).  Currently, Liandral is laying on a cot against the far wall, and Serril is scribbling through a huge stack of diagrams, tracing out intricate pages of gears, cogs, and flywheels.  "Yes?" he asks, not looking up.
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Rezantis

Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

Serril looks up and glances over his shoulder at Liandral, who is staring at the ceiling, and then raises his mangled hand to examine it.  Not much of a hand, anymore.  Just a wedge of flesh leading up to what would have been the base of his thumb.

"As well as can be expected," Serril says, shaking his head.
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Rezantis

Rez winces.

"What the hell happened?"
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Brian

"The current host body doesn't support his abilities," Serril says, flipping a page over and starting a new diagram.  "I'm trying to adjust for that."
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Rezantis

"I . . . see . . ." says Rez, who clearly doesn't, "Well, since you're busy I won't bother you right now - but can you tell me who the third lorekeeper on your tower was so I can go and find her? There was you, Parthipan, and who?"
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Brian

"Astryd," he answers, frowning.  "She's still convelescing, though.  She got hit with a fireball yesterday, and shot with an arrow today.  She needs some genuine time to heal."
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Rezantis

"Wait, that was the same person as yesterday?  I'm amazed she's still alive, in that case.  I'll go and find Gin in a while.  While I'm here, though, can you give me a rough idea of the sequence of events? Where you were standing, where you were hit, who got hit first and how quickly it all happened, et cetera."
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Brian

Serril looks a bit annoyed.  "I was a bit numbed by the pain," he says.  "The arrows came from the west.  We were all hit at the same time.  It happened in an instant, as far as we could see."
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Rezantis

Rez nods.

"I'm assuming none of you actually saw Dorian fire?"
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Brian

"Lindsey did," Serril says after a moment of thought, looking up.
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Rezantis

Rez nods.

"As would have Paul.  I'm going to speak to them after you.  Where were you hit?"
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Brian

Serril pauses in his drawing to indicate his side, just below his rib-cage.
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Rezantis

"Alright then.  I'll speak to the two of you later on."

Rez nods and steps outside, heading off to try and find Bjorn.  If he can't find any clues as to Bjorn's probably whereabouts, then he'll head down to the dungeons.

"Unhelpful prat."

And gripe along the way, of course.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.