RP:Coreliant's Tournament

The Beginning 6.2.09

You appear in Kelay Tavern with a magical aura surrounding you. Coreliant :: From beyond the threshold of oaken double-doors creeps precariously a fog, inching forward in a swirling dance of plumes that snake this way and that. 'Neath them falls terribly the onslaught of innocent floorboards, the wooden basing cracking and cringing with their miniature clouds abovehead, gasping and curling upon themselves as their hue goes dustied to ashen. Abruptly, violently, and altogether suddenly, bursts open the hinged portal, revealing the silhouette of this dimunitive figure.

Trekia remains quite unaware of the oncoming knives, until the bright flaring light behind his person heralds Zeneth's interference. Still, no measure of attention is spared from his Lycan quarry, and the present struggle that ensues with katana blade that bares down upon the black-skinned form between the two obsidian needles that prevent the reach of the skin. Then the spell-blade enacts his brightening trick, and the light begins to spread outwards, seeking to encompass their warring forms, and lend blindness, no matter how temporary. Pale lips draw backwards into a snarl, air rippling from beneath the teeth as a growl, low and feral, slowly seeps from between the crevice that is the silver's mouth, force still being applied to the blade against the struggling needles of Trekia's opponent. Eventually the light hides all, no sight of the downed drow discernable beneath it's thick blanket, so scent is used to discern the present whereabouts. Reaction is hasty, the silver fearing a teleport escape, and so quickly eases off the applied force, instead bringing his shield upwards. At the risk of causing the needles already embedded within the shield to sink deeper into it's frame and pierce the pale flesh of the arm beneath, the heavier of the two males promptly dives upon his hidden foe, shield brought up and held tightly to Trekia's body, whom hopes to smash the thick surface into Sindle's face, and crush his head between the metal and floorboards. (ooc Blinding light should be blinding darkness)

Saiyuri looks to the one appearing through smoke in an illusionary show. Her eybrow lofts slightly as she continus to watch intently.

Coreliant :: The remnants of the door shower the establishment interior with shards of wood, splinters the droplets to their sharpened hail.

Talisia makes her way into the tavern, her path headed towards Kasyr until the portal makes it's appearance. She pauses waiting to see who was making this entrance. She recognized the figure and smiled. She made her way to Kaysr once more after a graceful curtsy is offered to the Ascendi. She had news she needed to give to Kasyr.

Saiyuri quickly lowers her face mask and looks away, an onslaught of fiberous projectiles are shot through the air in varying directions.

Jacklin holds an emptied whiskey glass above her head in hopes of being shielded from the miniature wooden daggers.

Kasyr lifts up his rather unconscious meat shield from before, using those moments he's 'protected' to slip his goggles over his eyes and stare over at the door, "...Well, that's a decent entrance." Coreliant bows low, his extravagent attire sweeping the floor in thick billows from their original position that clung to his frame, now extending outward; coiling and uncoiling like tendrils. "Good evening to you all, mortals!"

Qindri vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again. Kumorohyou makes his way to the corner of the tavern that was to the far left of the door, the panther scientist moving out of the flight path of the pieces of door. Strange, inquisitive, electric-blue eyes survey the source of the commotion, resting upon the small figure of Coreliant.

Luthentius exits south. Saiyuri returns her gaze to fall upon Coreliant, crystal blue optics focusing quickly to take in his form. She smiles but does not wave, neither she nor him knew the other so waving would be a bit unecassary. You utilizes her control of fire to sheild herself from the shards. When she releases the fire a soft gentle wind, that seems to enter from the shattered door, brushes the ashes away from her.

Trekia :: Silver wings arch above the dragon's head, the thick scales acting as adequate protection from the wooden projectiles.

Jacklin drank a whisky.

Rydian lets a malicious smile play across his ebon lips, the Drow stuck out his tongue, licking the corners of his mouth, as if in anticipation of feasting. Zeneth was a fool for interfering with this, though she was his friend, he would not hold anything back; the dance had begun. Corded muscles pulled taut under the Drows ebon skin, rippling beneath his ragged clothes as he sprang into action. Calling on his photographic memory, the Assassin flexed left fist, a thin metal rod shot out from beneath his ragged sleeve, jutting up a scant six inches from his exposed fist. Pulling his arm back in a haymaker style punch, the Drow threw it at his opponent, Zeneth, directed for where her femur used to be, his perfect sense of smell reinforcing his memory as to where she was. His agile body cut through the darkness that no doubt inundated all of the participants in this brawl. The tip of his spike would have gleamed a orange tint, but there was no light to show its poison; a powerful paralysis chemical.

Kasyr , seeing the rain of projectiles has abated, simply pushes the goggles back up to his forehead. From there, he simply turns to glance at Talisia, "I'm not in your way, am I?"

Coreliant :: With neither moment's notice nor voiced warning from the deranged deity, his form that was previously there, is simply not. "I have with me, a very special offer!" The voice booms from atop the bar, upon which his shadowy form manifests. Small boots knock aside dangerously, and callously, glasses and goblets from his path to and fro, weaving down one side of the bartop to the other.

Coreliant said, "Stop your insolent quarrels, mortals! My time is short, and you waste what little attention I can garner." Coreliant , as if to emphasize his words, flings the fighting few into the far walls, their impact creating a thunderous 'crack'.

Saiyuri giggles aloud as Rydian hits the wall, a well deserved punishment, she thought to herself before clasping both hands over her mouth to listen to the Ascendi's words.

Kumorohyou vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.

Sindle coughs, the wind knocked entirely out of him as he is slammed into a wall with a sudden show of force. His needles hit the floor with barely any noise at all, the drow following their descent to the floor and slumping over as he fights for his breath and conciousness. Shaking his head a bit, a hand straightens his mask as his eye flick to Coreliant. Having been saved from the falling saurian, he refrains from moving or attacking so there is no need for him to be hurled into the wall a second time.

Talisia whispered to Kasyr, "I am no longer Govenor of Rynvale but Lt. Govenor. Govenor Shen has appointed me Ambassador to the High Elven Court as well."

Raver appears from the south. Sidre appears from the south. Raver exits south.

Zeneth gives a cry as her body is suddenly thrown backwards, a huge mass of power pushing at her, crushing the air out of her as she hits the wall - thankfully, because of this, Rydian's attack misses its target and merely scrapes harmlessly across her armour. The avian coughs, falling forwards but managing to steady herself, before looking towards Coreliant, obviously the one who had stopped the fight. His appearance is not recognized by her mismatched eyes, amethyst and carmine hues filled with curiosity as she inches forward a little, as if to get a better look. Senses, however, reveal to her what he is; a being of awesome power, most probably an Ascendi. She speaks, words flowing briefly forth before silence befalls her. "…I would say 'excuse me', but I'm not sure you'd care, sir."

Kasyr whispered to Talisia, "I imagine this means there es not so many people seeking to end your life now?"

Trekia 's dive is disrupted in mid-fall, a surprised yell tearing from the flailing saurian as he suddenly veers off course. Fingers tighten around blade and shield handles, the shield lowered as he contorts his form, so he lands against the body of the shield. The impact is still great enough to cause a large dent in the wall, and wind Trekia himself, and he drops onto his side. A sitting position is taken while he nurses his bruised arm, icy gaze fixating upon the form of Coreliant.

Ilsa appears from the south.

Kasyr is passing the time listening to people impact into walls and then slide down.

Talisia gazes to Coreliant. Eyes focused on him. Sidre gave 1 chocolate-chip cookie to Kasyr.

Kasandra hopes for blood.

Talisia whispered to Kasyr, "I believe that was his intention."

Rydian is thrown towards the wall, the very air from his lungs getting torn violently from him, leaving him feeling a bit dizzied as he rose to his feet. The Drow erected himself to his full height, casting off the nauseas feeling he was getting, he calmed himself and inhaled deeply, flicking serene eyes up towards the Ascendi, awaiting for him to continue speaking. The Assassin knew full well to give respect to this man.

Sidre points all dramatically at Kasandra, "Ugly! The horror!" With that, the feline runs out of the tavern screaming like a little scared lass might.

Kasyr whispered to Talisia, "Was he alright with the decisions you made in his absence?"

Sidre exits south. Trekia said to Kasandra, "Oh, aye, ye. Err... Give me a moment. I think he wants to say something *A nod in Coreliant's direction.*"

Kasandra twists her head around to look at the most unimpressive Coreliant. She snorts, crosses her arms over her chest and waits, "Who cares what he has to say."

Talisia whispered to Kasyr, "Yes."

Trekia said to Kasandra, "Ah. He's a demi-god."

Coreliant smacks his hands together, as if brushing dirt from his gloved palms. "Well, then. I am quite glad that is settled." Multi-hued eyes shift abruptly in their color, continuously so, from reds to oranges, to yellows, to greens, and so forth; his own grinning mask contorting to spread wider that comical expression. "Now that I have your attention, I would like to inform you all: I am hosting a tournament soon!" Suddenly, doubles and triples of Coreliant appear throughout the tavern, cheering the original on in whoops, hollers, and the occasional vulgarity. The real gnomish deity, however grinning, holds up his palms to silence the created crowd. "The winner will receive a special prize!"

Kasandra rolls her eyes, "Lame. Is he -your- god?"

Coreliant said to Kasandra, "Enjoy your time in hell, sniveling mortal."

Kasandra said to Coreliant, "Hm?"

Coreliant said to Kasandra, "Enjoy your time in hell. That is where you'll find yourself."

Trekia said to Kasandra, "No... But ye know..."

Kasandra said to Coreliant, "For what reason? Talking to someone else?"

Saiyuri shh's Kasandra from across the room.

Iskaldor seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.

Coreliant shakes his head slightly, before turning back to his illusionary crowd, "Come one, come all, to my tournament. The prize is so epic, that even my kindred will desire it! And remember, no posting about this on the boards, mind you. All hearsay and whatnot."

Iskaldor said to Coreliant, "What is your tournament? And are you going to fight?"

Isen said to Sindle, "That fool Avathen abased himself and apologized. Cease attacking him unless provoked."

Coreliant said to Iskaldor, "I am not going to fight. I don't need to. I will give the prize. It is a tournament, of course."

Zeneth mismatched eyes light up at the mention of a tournament and she can't help the grin spreading slowly across her face to mimic Coreliant's, excitement coursing through her. "A tournament~?" she asks brightly, wings fanning out. "What's the prize, if I may ask, sir~?"

Kasandra shakes her head at Saiyuri and waves a hand, "He's not my god. He's not that person's god." She makes a little noise of annoyance at the whole situation.

Coreliant said to Kasandra, "And you are going to hell for snorting at me, dismissing me, and calling me lame. I'm quite -sensitive-."

Sindle said to Isen, "Fine, fine... take away my fun then."

Iskaldor said to Coreliant, "I have everything I need in this world. Unless, of course, you wish to fight in it. Drowning this world in your blood is something I do quite desire."

Coreliant said to Zeneth, "The prize is a little piece of what the immortals had left behind."

Kasandra said to Coreliant, "Apparently. And quite abusive with your powers might I add. No way to get respect from anyone."

Sindle said to Coreliant, "What are the rules for combat in this tournement?"

Coreliant said to Kasandra, "Doesn't matter to me, you'll be screaming in the underworld."

Coreliant said to Sindle, "I haven't decided yet!"

Zeneth said to Coreliant, "Interesting~ can you elaborate a little, or will I have to wait and find out?"

Saiyuri rolls her eyes at the defiant unwise female. "Your God or nay, he can smite you without leaving that counter top, show a little more respect for your worthless little life, eh?"

Trekia said to Coreliant, "Ye caught me interest. When will this take place?"

Coreliant said to Iskaldor, "Then don't participate. You bore me, frankly."

Iskaldor said to Coreliant, "I have a proposition, oh mighty Ascendi. How about me and you go outside right now and duel. I lose, you can send myself and Kasandra to Hell. I win, you have to send yourself to Hell for an entire month."

Zeneth seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.

Kasandra grins at Iskaldor.

Sindle said to Coreliant, "May I be one to advise death bouts? If we are fighting for somethin gthe immortals left, then isn't it fair to put the competitor's lives on the line/"

Coreliant said to Iskaldor, "Oh, no! I have a counter-offer. How about I just send the both of you to hell, and forget you exist? I like that one."

Isen said to Sindle, "I gave my word. But should he speak to me again, or interfere in any of our dealings, or if he provokes you, kill him."

Rydian folds his arms across his powerful chest, his eyes find their way to the form of Kasandra, a thin smile plays at the corners of his mouth, though it is hidden well behind the inky black confines of his mask. The Drow's attention lost from the Demi-God upon the bar.

Iskaldor said to Coreliant, "Are you a coward, oh mighty Ascendi? You, who holds so much power, fears to face one such as I? Really? That's pretty pathetic. I deny your power, foolish false God. I deny you. Prove to us all your power, instead of sitting in here blabbering on about it."

Talisia shakes her head at how rude others were being. She would participate in the tournament but that was not her area of expertise. Then she heard the prize and she looked up at Kasyr as she says, "That sounds like it is quite the grand prize. Are you entering Kasyr?"

Coreliant said to Iskaldor, "In due time, mortal. You'll be able to call me a coward all you wish from the recesses of hell."

Iskaldor bursts out laughing, before spitting on the face of Coreliant, "You're an idiot. You have no power. You can try to send me to Hell, but I will return, easily, and I'll tear apart every single idiot who follows you. People actually fear me, idiot God. And it will not take long before they fear my spells more than your rage. You'll be reduced to the pathetic nothing that I know you truly are. Coward."

Kasandra idly twists a lock of dark hair around her finger as she watches in mild amusement of her friend harassing the little gnome thing.

Sindle said to Isen, "I will try to contain myself Lich.... "

Riss seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.

Zeneth glances over at Rydian as the two vampires she fought earlier begin arguing rudely with Coreliant, sighing exasperatedly as she does so. "Anyone else and I'd likely jump in and stop them…much like I did with you," she murmurs, with a wink and a small smile.

Kasyr said to Talisia, "...Mayhaps. Even if I hadn't known of the prize, I still would have been tempted simply due to the host..But, it sounds interessant."

Coreliant eats the spit. Right up! Delicious. "Escape hell, then, when you can, mortal. I care not for your ramblings, your little infatuation with petty power. You are nothing, and as such, I will continue to send you to hell; over, and over, and over, and over again."

Zelkor exits down.

Dergious seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you. Dergious ate a mince pie. Zeneth gave 1 white rose to Dergious. Dergious drank a dwarvish meade.

Iskaldor stalks up to Coreliant and grins, "Do it right now, then. I bet you don't have the power." Iskaldor smirks once at the idiot, before turning to Kasandra, "He's full of talk. He has no power. Do not fear him. He will not even face me in battle... someone he calls mortal..."

Ainissethai appears from the south.

Talisia said to Kasyr, "Oh my, do they want Coreliant to kill them?"

Coreliant bows, and vanishes. "I'll visit you."

Kasandra said to Iskaldor, "Maybe if we get heaps of people down there we can just have our own massive party in Hell." Coreliant vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.

Iskaldor said to Talisia, "He can't kill me. He won't even face me in combat. Stop your ramblings, fool."

Iskaldor bursts out laughing, "HAHAHA! What a moron. I knew that he couldn't best me. I knew he would run from me. He is Ascendi no longer. Nor is it a title I would want. Coreliant the idiot."

Saiyuri shakes her head. "You can not talk someone into fighting you, who has no need to proove he is better." Standing she exits the Tavern, irritated with Vamperic idiocies for the time being and having no interest in said tournament. She drops a letter in Rydians lap as she passes.

Saiyuri exits south.

Kasandra laughs and adjusts her pretty white dress about on her body, "Pathetic." She looks around the tavern and holds out her arms, "And you guys fear that so-called god? He ran from a mortal. A -vampire- no less." Sindle shrugs, picking up his needles and putting them back into his belt. "Alright... well that was a painful waste of time.... I think I am headed up north to Vailkrin... you coming big brother?

Parsithius appears from the south. Parsithius exits north.

Kasyr said to Talisia, "..He's a servant of Ciadra. Her people et the Ascendi have quite the history, Vraiment. The queens lover was able to beat Vakarash, after all. I'm not so sure this es going to end the same, however."

Parsithius appears from the north.

Rydian let his gray eyed gaze slide to Zeneth's form, his voice a perfect reflection of the serene quality dancing behind his eyes, "You are a fool, be happy he stopped me." The Drow pulled out a chair from a nearby table, he sat himself lightly atop its rickety frame, a low creak is heard as he nestles into it, eyes now resting upon Iskaldor, clearly intrigued by him. You shakes her head, in much agreeance with Saiyuri. She ignores Iskaldor's comment and says to Kasyr, "I would love to watch the tournament. I feel that it is beyond my capabilities but I am sure that a few healer tents will be needed."

Iskaldor said to Kasyr, "He is nothing. He is Ascendi no longer, and I will destroy anyone who worships the idiot."

Trekia said to Kasandra, "So. Ye ready?"

Zeneth 's head flicks in the direction of Talisia as she speaks a name, presumably the one of the Ascendi stood before her, who vanishes almost as quickly as he appeared. Having not much knowledge of the beings herself, she had been unable to tell which of them it was, but her grin widens a little as she realises just who it is. Her favourite Ascendi, funnily enough - lucky her~! Sindle's comment elicits another turn of the head, pointed ears twitching. "Big brother…?" she mumbles under her breath. "Ne, I'm no fool. Anyway, calling one who defeated you a fool is calling yourself a fool, isn't it?" Iskaldor turns to Rydian and grins a cold smile, "You really want to face me? When even this world's idiotic deities run from me?"

Rydian said to Sindle, "I cannot, Dear Brother, Iskaldor and I have some business to attend to."

Kasyr said to Iskaldor, "...Good luck chasing down the Kiss Of Death, Monsieur. I recall that a few of them count themselves amidst his followers, or the like. Or was that the Vlos. Either way, I'm sure you'd have your hands full trying to kill anyone of them, given how flighty they are."

Isen exits north.

Ainissethai slips into the tavern as the door swings wide, passing those that raucously sweep past. Moving about soundlessly in the din of the establishment a blank space of wall stands to support the weary frame of the woman. Only then do the masked orbs take in her surroundings.

Sindle vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.

Riss walked in and sat down. Just that simply, too.

Iskaldor said to Kasyr, "I will run them from this world, goat-man. It will be enough. Coreliant is nothing. His power is clearly gone... He couldn't even put me in my place when I stood here insulting him. He is nothing. Shaelus wouldn't take such abuse. He is this world's last true God.""

Rydian slowly studies the Vampires visage, a cruel grin firmly planted upon his features, "Aye, I do, though it would have been much more exciting if that idiot tried something," he sighs, clearly disappointed.

Kasyr said, "...Satyr? ...Where?"

Riss said to Kasyr, "Don't you follow that little gnome? --err. Or was it the hobbit?"

Parsithius said, "The lot of you are fools."

Hepti appears from the south.

Kasyr said to Talisia, "Oh..et er? I suppose, whenever times et places et all that are figured out."

Iskaldor shrugs in a languid gesture; his grace betraying his sorcerer training, "He fears me too much. You could see the fear in his false bravado. He will die, his power will fade."

Parsithius 's eyes show no empathy, or apathy, just the simple analysis of a god-forsaken world.

Hepti sidles into the tavern, eyeing Parsithius warily.

Leigh appears from the north.

Kasyr said to Riss, "It's the hobbit. Er. I mean, Daedria. Quand meme. Do you have to refer to them as such?"

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "I agree, they are."

Zelkor exits south.

Talisia smiles to Riss as she waves to him. A few private words shared with him.

Riss said to Kasyr, "Yep. I don't believe in gods, remember?"

Zeneth glances over at Parsithius's short speech, before waving a hand at him. "Those who call others fools are fools."

Talisia whispered to Riss, "I am no longer Govenor but Lt. Govenor of Rynvale now and Ambasador to the High Elven Court."

Riss whispered to Talisia, "Ah. Remind me to get in contact with Shen?"

Jacklin gives up and drains another whiskey or two, adding insult to injury. "Two idiots make a right."

Krisvene snorts. He glances around the tavern stifling a yawn as he stretches his arms out as far as they could reach; he spies a few people quarreling with each other and rolls his eyes. He's not aware of anything that has just happened but doesn't care; the tavern's crowded and too damn noisy, that's for certain. He stirs to his feet and picks up the flute from the counter, and now begins to make his way to the exit.

Parsithius said to Iskaldor, "As are you."

Parsithius said to Zeneth, "You have proven nothing."

Keliza appears out of nowhere, with a magical aura surrounding her.

Zeneth said to Parsithius, "I didn't say I was trying to prove anything. It was a statement, dear."

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "Oh, come now. I like you and that's rare. Don't make me destroy you... Then I'll be left only liking her. *points roughly in Kasandra's direction*. And that's rather boring."

Saiyuri appears from the south.

Talisia nods to Riss as she says, "I will. He had matters he must attend to but next I know that both of you are around I will remind you."

Parsithius said to Zeneth, "I meant in that your statement is hypocritical. By calling people whom 'call others fools' as 'fools', you have proclaimed yourself in that category."

Riss said to Talisia, "Righto~"

Keliza exits south.

Ainissethai crooks her arm enough to prop it upon the jutted hip. With a slender brow quirked she takes in all the banter of the bar and decides that maybe a walk would do her better than the claustrophobic tavern. With a nod of decisiveness she moves once more towards the door, this time in escape.

Saiyuri sighs heavily as she makes her way back throught the doubled doors. She seats herself next to Zeneth, tossing her helm upon the table. "There is nothing to hunt today."

Trekia said to Kasandra, "Ye be ignoring me, madame."

Parsithius exits south. Ainissethai exits south. Parsithius appears from the south.

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "Don't leave just yet! I'm not sure if I'm going to kill you yet or not, and that'd just be rude."

Parsithius said to Iskaldor, "Judge one not by their charisma, but by their ability." Leigh exits south.

Sorren appears from the north. Sorren exits south.

Zeneth said to Saiyuri, "I don't know about that..." A glance is sent Iskaldor's way. "Looks like there's plenty of things to hunt."

Rydian vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "Yet, you just judged us all. Please, don't tell me you're an idiot."

Parsithius said to Iskaldor, "By their ability. You have not proven any such capability to me. How decent are you in war? Can you strategize? Do you run on whim, or cunning? How well do you lead troops? Can you successfully take a castle?"

Parsithius crosses his arms, the armor they bear making an audible 'click' as they touch.

Kasandra ckimbs out of her thoughts and offers Trekia a smile, "Sorry love. I must have just got carried away. Now- where were we?"

Saiyuri looks down as a small and rather unkept ebon bird hops single footedly at ehr feet. Picking up the squaking thing she looks him over carefully. Upon seeing a small note tied to his foot tightly she attempts to hiold him down gently to get the thing off. The bird screams and flaps his lengthy frazzled wings about. Giving up on sweet and gentle Saiyuri flicks her wrist back, a long thick blade of Crystal juts from her radiocarpal joint, slitting the ties quickly leaving the bird no harm. She lets go the now irritated fowl and unravels the small well written note. She reads the single sentance, soft lips tracing the words with no sound. Crumbling the parchment she tosses it at Rydain. Scowling at the male she exhales heavily and turns around in her seat so as not to face him.

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "There are no castles to take, and no armies to destroy. I tend to just kill people. I'm a simple man. I can show you my trade in very good detail if you want."

Trekia said to Kasandra, "The challenge, madame."

Iskaldor said to Shaelus, "Destroy the idiot Ascendi, they claim power that they do not have."

Talisia smiles to Riss and Kasyr as she says, "I think I will go to another tavern, this one seems... rather crowded."

Keliza appears out of nowhere, with a magical aura surrounding her. Keliza exits south.

Kasandra nods her head, "Right right...of course. Shall we?"

Shaelus said to Iskaldor, "I'm working on it."

Kasandra said to Shaelus, "Reclaim your spot as rightful god of these lands." Flame appears from the south.

Iskaldor said to Shaelus, "I do not like you, Fallen Dread Lord. But if you want any help destroying the Ascendi, I will ally myself to you and help. Already the foolish Coreliant has fled from me, after backing down from my power. I want the rest destroyed, also."

Parsithius said to Iskaldor, "Half-veiled threats are meaningless. What use is there of a killer? There are castles and keeps, armies and organizations. Though, I suspect you do not know that simply because you sit in this pitiful place, slicing down every man that you deem unworthy."

Riss said to Kasyr, "When do I get to beat you up?"

Trekia said to Kasandra, "Marvellous. Any location ye prefer, ma'am?"

Kasandra said to Trekia, "I south, 1 west, 1 north?"

Kasyr finally starts paying attention to Riss again, an almost incredulous look offered to his brother, "..I. You?...If you are so insistant upon it- whenever you next have a week to recover or so es fine. I don't really care, en verite."

Flame looked at you.

Trekia exits south.

Kasandra exits south.

Trey appears from the south.

Shaelus said to Iskaldor, "The only one standing in the way of what I was sent here to accomplish is Daedria. I have no real interest in the other Ascendi."

Riss said to Kasyr, "Week or so to recover? Psht. You'd need twice that long."

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "I do not need a castle. I have a home. I do not need to steal from a keep, for I am rich and powerful. I do not need to have an organisation behind me, because even the clans of this world flee from my wrath. You seek the inane."

Iskaldor said to Shaelus, "If you need me, I will help you. I grow very tired of their idiotic ramblings."

Riss gave 1000 gold to Zeneth. Krisvene appears from the south.

Parsithius said to Iskaldor, "I've learned everything I desire to learn from you; nothing I can use, unfortunately."

Hepti exits south.

Krisvene exits south.

Talisia waves to Riss and Kasyr before departing and making her way out of the tavern.

Iskaldor said to Parsithius, "Oh well, if you ever feel like dying come find me. Otherwise, have fun taking some castles and keeps."