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Morgan ran blissfully up the path from the harbour. He sucked the fresh sea air deep into his lungs as he leap over tufts of grass and stray rocks. He waved to a clutch of maidens leaning over the city walls and dodged around a heavy cart laden with goods from one of the ships. His hammer slapped at his thigh as he rounded the cart and burst back onto the roadway. Nothing like a good long sleep he thought, to put a spring in your steps. He nodded to the guards at the gate and made his way into the city.
Morgan paused by a ragged old man squatting across from the gate. He pulled a coin from the pouch at his waist and dropped it in the beggar’s bowl. “Greetings good father, has anyone interesting passed through the gate today?” “Only yourself sir, no other,” mumbled the old man. “Have you a name, eyes of the guild” asked Morgan? “Caleb, sir. I’m a poor beggar sir, not one of the guild.” Morgan reached into his pouched and a retrieved another coin. “What news today, Caleb? Is there any word of the Daybane rogues?” “Oh, aye sir.” Caleb scratched leisurely at a ragged scar on his right thigh, “there might be.” Morgan dropped the second coin into Caleb’s bowl. “They be vanished from the city sir, no sign of the rogues for two nights now. Morik’s men are moving out over the city saying they wiped them out, but no-one believes them.” “And what do they believe” asked Morgan? “Elves, sir, they believe the dark elves have a passage through the city and took over the sewers. I’ve seen some, sneaking round at night; no doubt they’re going to over run the city some night. Well, they won’t catch Caleb, I’ve a hidey hole not even the elves will find.” “Well Caleb, if you spot a dusky elf with a broken arrow sign on his cloak, tell him to look for me in the Towers of Good Fortune.” “If you hear of anyone looking for my companions, bring word to the Daebean, I’ll have a few more of these for you then.” Morgan dropped two more coins into Caleb’s bowl and turned toward the central square of Suzail.
Morgan wandered through the streets of Suzail, watching the people of the town doing ordinary things. He smiled to himself, this is what Helm wants, he thought, the people living while the guardians serve. He approached a large, ornate building near the center of town. A handful of people moved through the ornate marble entrance or lingered by the doors. Morgan strode up the steps to the temple and walked through the open doors. He raised a closed fist in a salute to the guards and entered the main hall. It was the largest room he had ever seen, it was like a huge cavern with two rows of pillars standing guard over the many alcoves. Morgan could see sailors and merchants, housewives and servants at various tables throughout the hall. They were rolling dice or playing cards. Many slaves could be seen carrying trays full of drinks and small portions of food to every table.
As he stood there, trying to gather his thoughts, a tall thin man approached him. “Are you here to worship sir? Many guide you to a priestess?” Morgan smiled and reached into his pouch for a plain silver token, scratched on one side was an open eye. Handing it to thin man, he said, “Please take this to the High Priestess, I will wait for her response.” The man hurried off across the hall to a small door flanked by a pair of guards. It wasn’t long before the thin man returned to the entrance; he was accompanied by a tall female guard. “Greetings sir, I am Anthea, captain of the guard. The high priestess bid me welcome you to the house of Tymora and asked me to learn of your reason for being here. If you would accompany me, we can in the privacy of my chamber.”
Morgan followed the raven haired woman across the hall and through the small door to the private area of the temple. He noted the smooth well balanced tread of the woman leading him and thought to himself, this is a skilled fighter. He could see clearly the strength of her arms and the power of her legs. They entered a small chamber with a simple desk and a few chairs. “Please be seated and before we start, I want you know that you’ve created a real mess for the city with your slaughter of the Daybane rogues.” Anthea smiled broadly, “Between us, it’s about time something exciting happened around here. It’s been downright boring since I gave up the open road and entered the service of Tymora. Now, tell me what a Helmite is seeking in the house of luck?” Morgan began slowly explaining the events that had lead him, Mtor and Dale to the crossroads tavern. He felt that he could trust Anthea with the story of Mammon and the pieces of the rod. Anthea listened to Morgan’s tale intently for close to half an hour. She asked few questions but watched Morgan’s eyes very carefully.
“An interesting tale Morgan, one worthy of a great bard and I would hear more, but I must see the high priestess and tend to my duties. Will you join me for my evening meal so that we may continue?” …
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As everyone settles down for thier turn to rest, Naraku seems unusually cheery. On his watch he hums, and whistles. He keeps looking over at the small lake where the nymphs reside. Finnally he looks around and says to himself
"it looks safe. Me write in me journal.".
He plops down takes out his journal and begins to write.
ME IN LOVE me find a pretee ladee an she loves me back she so pretee standin in de watr an she shines wit de watr all ovr her aaaahhhh jus tinkin bout her makes me ti(words scratched out) feel so funy she show me annudr part of den lake and den she kiss me we hug an kiss an den(words scratched out) me cant wat to cee her agin me wonder if me parents would like her me go kill all monsters jus fer her me love her very much me gonna learn all bout nymphs wonder who to ask hope it not elf HAHAHA him mad at me me make him tink dat me trow away some arows him wanted but me gave dem to morgn HAHAHA him cry about it for ever wonder if him an drow woman will ever do it me thout her pretee but she no prette compared to my nu nymph girl frend ME IN LOVE oh yea we smashed some gate we wanted to now we gotta go get some rod me make shur we get dat to save me pretee nymph halflink seem mad we smash gate but me think we we sup(words scratched out) suposd to me so glad me met pretee nymph me cant wat to ce her agin she not like other women who looc at me and turn away not me fault me haf orc but me pretee nymph no care bout dat ME IN LOVE me ask morgn if he now anyting bout nymphs he up now
Naraku closes and puts his journal away. He stands up and appraoches Morgan. "Hey, Morgan?"
Looks around sheepishly, then asks:"DO you now anyting about nymphs?" Looks arounds somemore
"you know, like what dey like no like, stuff like dat." "me need know everting about dem".
He then stands there looking very closely at Morgan, Waiting for an answer.
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Morgan lay by the edge of the fire, polishing his armour while his mind churned through the events of the past few days; Anthea and the rogues of Suzail, Mae and Mando at the gate, Mtor and Elvira. He thought of the evening with Anthea, how they had talked and talked the whole night through, he hadn’t opened his mind to anyone like that since Gwennet at Helm’s Hold. Then at dawn, she had taken him to the guards training room and she had shown him her weapons dance, the graceful cut and thrust and spin of her lithe limbs as she her sword sliced through the hair. It had been a wonderful night and he knew that he would see her again before the Daebean sailed from Suzail. As he thought wistfully of Anthea his thoughts drifted to a vision of Mae rising from the waters of the sylvan lake.
Ah Mando, what pain lies in your heart now that you are hopelessly cut off from the home you love? You said you needed time to adjust but what has time done to you who has lived in two ages of men? Will you settle on Daebean or will you be ever searching for your time that will not come? Morgan looked to Mando as he lay in his bedroll across the fire. Behind Mando, Morgan could see Mtor and Elvira watching over the ridge for more trouble. It was funny how they would spar. The drowess was not gentle in her advances to Mtor and yet Morgan sensed that she was clearly interested in the Captain. They were so awkward when they spoke yet they were amazingly in tune when they fought. It would be a long and troubled courtship if Elvira had truly settled on catching Mtor.
As Morgan lay watching the two guards, Naracku approached Morgan. "Hey, Morgan?"
Nar looked around sheepishly, then he asked:"DO you now anyting about nymphs?" He paused and quickly checked to make sure the others could not hear them. "you know, like what dey like no like, stuff like dat." "me need know everting about dem".
He stood for a while as a surprised Morgan gathered his thoughts.
“Well Naracku, perhaps you sit down and I will tell you what I know. My mother knew some of the wood nymphs of the High Forest and sometimes she would leave me with them when she needed too.” Naracku sat down beside Morgan and pulled out a leaf from water lily. Holding it gently, he turned towards Morgan as Morgan looked away dreamily and began to speak. “The wood nymphs loved trees and plants and animals, all the natural things of the forest. They loved to sing and dance and play. They especially like playing with humans, to trick them and tease them. Sometimes, when there were hunters in the forest, they would make the trees change the trails so that hunters would get lost or couldn’t find the animals. They would steal the weapons from them when they slept. Sometimes, they would smile at the men and lead them off into the forest and play with them. I think they made love them and then they would take them back to the edge of the forest and leave them. Sometimes the men would come back and search and search and search, but the nymphs wouldn’t show themselves. They would let the men wander through the forest and the nymphs would giggle and laugh so the men could hear them but not see them. I think at least one died looking to find the nymph who had played with him. Sometimes my mother would find the men and lead them back to their villages or towns. One of those men was my father. I don’t think he ever thanked her for it.”
Morgan looked over at Naracku and with a soft and gentle voice he said, “I think that they are wonderful Naracku, like a summer breeze or new fallen snow.”
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Naraku looked at Morgan confused. "dey trick men?"Shaking his head he continues "dat not true, she love me. an me prove it before we go." He looked longingly over towards the lake where he had his encounter with the nymph. "She tell me her name,it was , uh , Her name is "Dro seriso" which means "Life Lover". ".
"she no tell me dat if she didnt love me back!" He folded his arms across he chest "SO DER!"
"dey like animals too?" Now he was looking emberased. "dat mean she be like Mtor when he got mad at me for killin big doggies? Maybe me not tell her dat,OK?" He was looking down at Morgan with one of those looks that said "say something and die". Which quickly changed to a pleading almost begging look. It was very obvious that he didnt want to upset the nymph.He finnally looked back dreamily at the lake "me tink dey won wonderful too."
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Suddenly Naraku's eyes widen "DEY MOVE TREES? dey dat strong? Me no dat strong." He looks back at the lake at first thier was some fear in his eyes. But that quickly changed and he smiled and sighed.
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A look of horror flashed across Morgan’s face when Naracku said he was in love with the nymph. What should he do, Naracku would never listen to him if he thought Morgan would try and persuade him to forget about the nymph, but what else could he do? This was a disaster. He loved the big guy too much to leave him by the lake when they had finished with the ettins in the temple. How was one cured of love for a nymph? What would they do with the big lunk? Morgan sat up straighter and put away the armour. He stared into fire hardly hearing the rest of Naracku’s remarks. He thought back to the nymphs in the High Forest and how they had danced and sung with him. There had been a few songs the water nymphs sang by the streams in the forest. Morgan began to hum softly to himself, then began singing in a soft tenor.
Come to me where the waters flow
Come to me where the breezes blow
Come to me where the rushes grow
And I will be your own true love.
I came to you by the waters edge
And danced among the stars below
When will you come and be my love
And dance again in the evenings glow.
Come to me where the waters flow
Come to me where the breezes blow
Come to me where the rushes grow
And I will be your own true love.
I came to you by the riverside
And played upon the sweetest pipes
When will you come to be my love
And taste the fruit that is so ripe.
Come to me where the waters flow
Come to me where the breezes blow
Come to me where the rushes grow
And I will be your own true love.
I came to you by the lilies fair
And sang of the river flowing wide
When will you come and be my love
And make of me your own true bride.
Come to me where the waters flow
Come to me where the breezes blow
Come to me where the rushes grow
And I will be your own true love.
Morgan sighed, perhaps the nymph would like to hear you singing that song Naracku. Shall I teach it you?
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"You think she will like it?" He looks back towards the lake, "me do anything she like, me love her an she love me" He sighs deeply an listens to Morgan. Barely focused on what he was saying though, his thoughts only dwelling on his Dro Seriso. "me so glad me find her".
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A familiar voice from the stairs leading into the room holding the Askari Gate cries out “Wait!” Turning around you see Mae enter the room. Her exotic beauty intoxicates you as she glides across the floor. She is carrying an odd-looking item, which looks like a giant seed. “The Gate must be destroyed from both side!” she yells. Just as the words leave her lips, you feel a strange sensation, as if something is stopping time and then starting it up again. The moment the sensation passes more Bain Sidhe surround you. You wonder where the hell they are coming from but you have little time to contemplate the situation. As the last of the winged elves fall Mae turns to you and says, “They are using the gate to travel into this time. If we do not destroy the gate on both sides at the exact same time, they can use it to stop you possibly even before you are born.” Tears fill her eyes as she bends down to kiss Mando goodbye. She turns to look at the others “Once I go through the gate count to three and then destroy it.” She turns and flies head long toward the gate and goes through.
One: At that very moment, the sensations returns and you are once again surrounded by winged elves. This time Celith, the head of the Bain Sidhe order shows up. “Won’t you stay dead?” Mando shouts as he runs his short sword deep into his back.
Two: You form an arc around the gate. Narachu starts pounding on the it with his axe trying to break the gate while hordes of more winged elves “Gate” into the room. You do your best to keep them at bay long enough for you to destroy the gate.
Three: Just as Narachu lands, the final blow to the gate you feel a tremendous explosion coming from the other side and as the gate crumbles, the winged elves vanish.
You did it. You stopped the Bain Sidhe and put an end to the exploitation of time travel.
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"Well I guess it's just you and me; again!" he says as he glances to the lovestruck half-orc, snoring loudly and the stealthy halfling, peacefully sleeping. He was taken aback by the dichotomy of those two. They used different, no- opposite approaches to everything, or so it seemed- but each was skilled in his own way. The Drowess was absent, always shunning the, what seemed normal, (to Mtor) protection of the fire.
She was off sleeping in a cave or crevasse some where.
He smiles at Morgan from across the small fire. "So...let's hear about her, my friend- you know your new girlfriend!" now Mtor was beaming like a proud father.
"Here, this may help" he says as he pulls out a bloated wineskin. "Its the good stuff," he winks.
"Well i'll let you get some liquid courage there while I seek your wisdom. This Drowess- this Elvira.." He looked pensive and reluctant to continue "It is hard for me to accept that I feel she is working well with our group. It is clear that she is not interested in the 'greater good'- but she is certainly not your average evil Drow. I suspect she may be one of Elistraee's children- you know the deity of the rare GOOD drow. Oh- i don't know" He furrows his brow and waves his hand dismissively.
Shaking his head to clear his mind of the horrific images of his village after the Drow invasion, he continues; "Shevarash's position is clear on these Drow- they are tolerated, but no more. But, you, of all people- Morg- know that I have a hard time following the rules," he chuckles.
"She is somewhat intriguing- that i'll give you- but you know (well too well) my prediliction for human women!"
"bah- this is crazy talk!- let's keep it between us, eh?"
Changing the subject quickly, Mtor says "So what do you think of the halfling as a seaman?"
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"Seaman is a bit of a grandiose term for a crewman on that piece of flotsam, wouldn't you say?" Mando said, turning around and giving Mtor a mischievous wink. "Maybe if you'd spent more time on land, you'd know never to whisper within earshot of a hunter, asleep or not. I wouldn't be alive today if I slept as soundly as that."
Mando stood up and stretched his legs, joining Mtor and Morgan, and took a swig of Mtor's wine. "Well, I can't say I've been on the sea before, but how hard could it be? Plus, I don't exactly need a lot of room, and I could probably climb to the top of the mast in two seconds flat. I'm sure you'll find some use for me."
Mando glances around at the glade. As peaceful as it is, he can't help but see it as...empty now. A mournful look crosses his face as his thoughts turn to Mae. He now knew that he loved her. He had loved since almost the moment they met. Her caring, her beauty, and her sharp wit...but no, this isn't what Mae would want him doing. She'd probably smack him across the back of his head and tell him to get his butt of the ground and enjoy his life. He couldn't help but smile at the thought. "The land has been good to me all these years, Mtor, but perhaps it is time for a change. Perhaps it's time to let the waves take me where they may...But for now, pass some more of this special wine you've been going on about. Unless you're saving it for a late night rendezvous with your new drow girlfriend..."
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We samsh anudder evil templ dis skorg thing got away me new lettin him talk was mistak me shoulda just smashed him now he let go anudder guy from hell for us to find an kill hmm mtor keep tryin to claim my kills dey all run from demon an me have to fight him by meself den when him almost dead dey show an try an claim grrr once preest fall in battle an me fout off demons so sumwon could help him we got tel(words scratched out) jump to anudder place with no walkin dat was fun me wanna do it agin me prove to morgan dat DRO was no trikin me she reely love me she make me so happy me told mommy bout her she look funny do me no shur what she thinkin but me know if she ever meat DRO she like her DRO call me natures furee guess dat means me protect nature now yea dats it hurt nature an feel natures furee DAT ME she say sumpin bout dragon order to when me have more time me ask her what dat mean halflink say him see elf an drow doin sumpin me know what dat means elf had abbydon make him a new sword wonder if abbydon can make me axe glow me wanna mean look to axe uh maybe me need ask mommy first daddy may get mad if me change axe we be going to desert to see barb(words scratched out) tribe out there me hope it be me tribe me wanna tel daddy bout DRO
me know a nymph by name of DRO
me love her an she love me
she so pretty as can be
me cant wait to see her gin
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Naraku gets up from the table he was writing at, and walks to the bar.
"Hey bar guy, you know where me can get me armor an weapons tatoed? Me want them green. You know, a nature color."
He looks at the confused look on the bartenders face, then after a minute or so finally says:" oh, jus give me ale. When you memeber you can tell me. Me sitting over der"
He points at the table he is sitting at. Before he leaves he asks:"Hey where dat Abby don guy at? Maybe him can make it all glow green fer me?"
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Morgan left the warm halls of the Crossroads Tavern and walked slowly back to the campsite. The events of the day weighed heavily on his mind. The Scourge had unleashed another of Mammon’s generals on the prime material plane and the third of the rod had escaped them. It had been Morgan’s weakness that had slowed the companions approach to the room with the Scourge. It was plain to Morgan that he needed to work harder on his weapons practice and defensive manoeuvres. He wished he had been able to return to Suzail and spend more time training with Anthea; she had been a master of quick lunges and spins. He was so clumsy compared to her, even compared to Naracku; he was slow and made an easy target for their enemies.
“You are a fool, Morgan Vant. You worry too much instead of living. You have slept with that guard instead of training with her,” Dale’s voice echoed in Morgan’s ear as though he was standing right beside him. “Live a little and I will train you. We will make a fighter out of you yet. Just listen to your body, let it move freely, don’t think about the movement, concentrate on the enemy and let yourself go. I will guide your movement and together we will become the most awesome force the realms have ever seen.” Morgan laughed aloud, then his face reddened and he swung his head quickly from side to side to see if anyone had been close enough to notice.
Ah Dale, it is good to have you here again, Morgan thought. You’re right! I should have taken some pleasure with Anthea instead of just admiring her fighting prowess. Well, we still have to find a way to free you from this armour. “Not until we teach you to wipe the floor with Mammon’s generals, you don’t. Now head back into that Tavern and fight a wench to warm your thoughts shipmate. I need something to take my mind of the fires of hell and your thoughts make for a poor distraction. I’m no paladin and neither are you.”
Morgan chuckled and continued on to the campfire. He carefully removed the armour, polished it, packed it away and returned quickly to the tavern.
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Naraku looks up from his table and sees Morgan returning to the tavern. He gets up and yells "Hey Morgan! Come ere!"
He has obviously had one or five to many. As he stagers around his chair until he finnally just plops back down into it.
"Hey Morgan, you knows anyonsh cansh tatoes me shtuff?" Me wantsh it all gweenish. Me natures furyyyyyyyyyyy now!" He blinks his eyes trying to focus on Morgan. He raises his axe (which always seems to be in his hands) "Me wants it gween! Me armor tosh."
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Morgan grimaced as Naracku caught his eye. The demi-human was obviously deeper into his cups than the captain would aprove of. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Trell waving him over to the bar. Morgan dodged a couple of lion tribe members and hurried over to Trell.
"Your friends getting a little noisy over there but he ain't doing any harm," said Trell. "Try and get him out of here quietly if you can, I don't want Abbadon to have to come down. He dosen't like it when the drunks get to fighting."
"Thanks Trell, I'll see what I can do. Give me a couple of bottles of beer and a flask of wine," replied Morgan.
Morgan put both beers down in front of Naracku and poured hinself a glass of wine. "So shipmate, you didn't see enough green from the deck of the Daebean eh. You want it all over you! The smiths in Hillsfar could that do that for you. I don't think Trell has any dye."
Morgan and Naracku sat at the table finishing their drinks. "Shall we go sing by the campfire Nar. Maybe the trees can pass your song on to Dro so she knows you are thinking about her. The nymphs often listen to what the trees say of things far away."
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Naraku looks up at Morgan"Dro hearsh tru treesh?" He jumps up"WELL ALRIAAAAAAA!" Then falls over his chair. He gets up and looks around holding his axe at a ready position, then notices the chair at his feet. He looks around emberassed. "uh, oops" Then starts stumbling towards the door.
After he gets outside he 'runs' towards the closest tree and hugs it. He dropped his shield to do this, but not his axe.
"oh Dro can yoush hears me? Me missesh you sho mush. Me cant wait to shesh you agains." He leans his head closer to the tree, and kisses it"Gives dat to my lovely Dro" He smiles, then falls to the ground, completely passed out. But with a death grip on his axe.
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Morgan picks up the chair from the floor and puts the stopper into the wine bottle. He waves to Trell and follows Naracku out the tavern doors. Chuckling with amusement at the big tree hugger, he watches as Naracku passes out beside the tree. "Well, my friend, your armour may not be any greener tomorrow but your face will be."
Morgan picks up the shield and carries it over to the camp site. He puts it down beside Naracku's pack and removes the bedroll from the pack. He takes the bedroll back to the now snoring Naracku and haphazardly tosses it over the prone fighter. He sits down beside the tree and pulls the stopper from the wine bottle. Humming to himself, he begins softly singing
"Where are you my own true love,
What stars do shine on you,
Where are you mine own true love,
When will I join with you."
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After just a couple of hours Naraku starts to stir. He sits up with his left hand rubbing his head.
"oooooo me head hurts. Wha happen? how me get outside?"
He looks around then spots Morgan. His eyes widen slightly, a look of recognition and remeberance coming over his face.
"hey me member now"
he says as he looks around at the trees.
"Me not look to silly did me?" He blushes a little. He looks at Morgan with a hopeful look. Obviously hopeing that the answer is no.
"were you bein truthful about nymphs hearin thru trees? Me hope so. Dat way me can always tell Dro how much me love her."
He looks dreamily at the trees around him. Then he lays back down and closes his eyes.
"me not sleep me just dreamin"
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and frowns.
"I have no regrets. She is a surface Drow. She is to be tolerated; and can be...useful. Surely I am not in love with her!"he says bemusedly.
"It was convienient. It has been a long dangerous journey and we simply used each other as a cathartic. There are no implications nor expectations. That is the end of it" He starts to walk away and then suddenly turns around "And why the hells am I even explaining this to you garrulous busybodies!"
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