Archive of the 142nd session

[Lord DaKaren]

Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: We'll begin shortly...
hans noodlenogin: Simon
Tanda: Good evening
Tanda: *Smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *starts flipping through some papers*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Evening Ailieve
Ailieve: Hullo Mikhail
Ailieve: *smiles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *smiles*
Silverbrook: Hm. I will return in a moment, Chancellor... I do apologize.
Silverbrook: Hm. Oona?
Mikhail O'Danyon: Evening PabII
Oona: *looks over her shoulder and smiles*
Silverbrook: I... hm. May I speak with you... in private?

Note to self: note the council is fully present, Pabll, Silverbrook, Mikhail, Ailieve, Ra, Ioshus, Marcellus and Ren are missing along with William ( Marcellus and Ren arrived later)

Oona: *nods*
Oona: Yes please
pabII: excuse me
Tanda: *Smiles*
Rand al'Thor: *begins taming a creature.*
Rand al'Thor: I won't hurt you.
Atreus Alethinos: *scratches arm*
Strider: *looks at watch*
Sir Draco Malfoy: Have we started yet?
Strider: nope...
Sir Draco Malfoy: Lord Ioshus, I need to speak with you more about the Vesper Ambassador post
Lilyannia: all stay
hans noodlenogin: who will be voted off the island tonight? stay tuned..
Ioshus: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight then...
Spark: sorry i am late
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Let us get this meet goin'.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The 142nd meet o' the High Council shall 'ereby come t' order.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The first item this eve shall be from
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: m'lady Pure 'onesty o' the Order o' the Grail, who 'as requested, due t' time constraints, t'
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: be allowed t' speak as first item.
Strider: *eyes the hooded ninja*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lady, be ye present?
Pure Honesty: aye i am
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The floor be yers then, m'lady.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles*
Pure Honesty: I come on behalf of Ghislaine de luc
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *eyes Ghislaine tearfully*
Pure Honesty: m'lord chancellor
Pure Honesty: Ghislaine wishes to be forgiven
Silverbrook: Excuse me...
Silverbrook: *smiles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks back at the squire in blue hair*
Silverbrook: *looks concerned to Mikhail*
Pure Honesty: for staging her own kidnapping
Tanda: *waves at Wedge*
Pure Honesty: and running off with a pirate
Simon Godwyn: *gasp*
Atreus Alethinos: *nods to his right*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks over to Silverbrook*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *smiles drunkenly*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *frowns*
Ghislaine de Luc: when ghislaine came to OG
Ghislaine de Luc: excuse me
Ghislaine de Luc: may I speak?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ghislaine de Luc: When I came to OTG
Ghislaine de Luc: I was confused and bewildered
Ghislaine de Luc: Pure helped me come back to normal
Pure Honesty: aye
Ghislaine de Luc: I have come to try to clear my name
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Pure Honesty: the guild did
Ghislaine de Luc: I wish to be forgiven
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: and to explain
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: I was led astray by the pirate
Ghislaine de Luc: he spoke sweet words to me
Ghislaine de Luc: and made me believe I should leave the path of Yew Militia
Orome: Ghislaine!
Sir Draco Malfoy: *frowns and shakes head*
Oona: *looks over at the man*
Ioshus: *looks at Orome*
Ghislaine de Luc: *looks shocked*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: What are you doing?
Ioshus: Looks familiar....
Ghislaine de Luc: what are you doing here?
Tanda: I should have banished him longer
Orome: Me, you?
Orome: I’m here to find you
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks on*
Ghislaine de Luc: No
Orome: Please come with me
Ghislaine de Luc: I have asked the council to forgive me
Strider: A pirate in these halls?
Orome: Do you actually think they will forgive your crimes?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Pardon me, sir.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *motions to Rand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at the pirate*
Ghislaine de Luc: *looks sad*
Ghislaine de Luc: I do not know
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Might I ask why ye are bargin' in 'ere?
Ghislaine de Luc: *looks appealingly to chanceloor*
Sir Draco Malfoy: Clap him in irons!!!
Orome: I apologize for the intrusion
Ghislaine de Luc: I am afraid of him your honor
Lilyannia: *grips her pike*
Orome: But I must be allowed to speak
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *looks to Chancellor*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: In due course, ye shall be granted time t' speak.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But I would ask for ye t' sit until such time as ye are recognized.
Orome: *sigh*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' I would ask the guards t' keep a close eye upon ye as well.
Orome: So be it, but please think Ghislaine
Strider: *checks his wallet*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye may continue, m'lady.
Lilyannia: *watches Orome closely*
Ghislaine de Luc: thank you m'lord chancellor
Ghislaine de Luc: I did not suspect that Orome was coercing me unduly
Ghislaine de Luc: until after I was nursed back to health by Pure and the Order of the Grail
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *rubs chin*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: now I believe he used some foul magic
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: as well as his seductive ways
Ghislaine de Luc: to lure me from the path of goodness
Orome: *bows head*
Ghislaine de Luc: I have spent a year as an initate in OTG
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: doing good works
Wedge Antilles: *spills half a bottle of whiskey*
Ghislaine de Luc: as penance
Wedge Antilles: *mutters*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: and I now wish to return to the folds of Yew Militia
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Ghislaine de Luc: if it is possible
Trojan: *looks at the drunk man*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Certainly the Council might vote t' forgive transgressions, 'owe'er, ye would 'ave t' face
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Yew in addition, for a pardon from the Council wouldnae necessarily forgive ye in either
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Yew's eyes or that o' the Militia.
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: *nods*
Ghislaine de Luc: I understand m'lord
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ghislaine de Luc: I just wished to clear my name before the council
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I understand.
Ghislaine de Luc: since I was a member of this body
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: I thank the council for hearing me
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Be it okay t' start takin' questions from the assembly?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
pabII: *raises hand*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *wipes her eyes*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... first, I'll let Orome come speak, an' then I'll follow it wi'
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: *looks thoughtful*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Sir Draco Malfoy, an' then Councilor Pabll.
Ghislaine de Luc: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An', I warn ye, Orome...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Any funny business...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: I promise you, I will do no such thing
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Orome: Ghislaine, Is this truly want you want?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: Aye
Ghislaine de Luc: It truly is
Orome: Then I must accept it
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: *nods*
Orome: But i wish to appoligize to you
Mikhail O'Danyon: Ello
Ghislaine de Luc: *raises eyebrows*
Orome: I did not use any magic
Ioshus: *nod to Marcellus*
Ghislaine de Luc: *blushes*
Marcellus: *Smiles*
Orome: and i did nae mean to seduce you
Orome: I was foolishly overcome by my own passions
Wedge Antilles: *chuckles*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: I suppose we both were
Orome: And i did whatever it took to have you fight by my side
Orome: But in doing so, i fell to darkness
Orome: I lost my friends and allies
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ghislaine de Luc: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: And my honour
Wedge Antilles: Thish ish a good story!
Ghislaine de Luc: your honor?
Orome: And in the end, I still could not keep you for myself
Ghislaine de Luc: i am sorry
Ghislaine de Luc: i was never really yours
Orome: Nay, it is I who am sorry
Orome: I was foolish
Orome: I will answer anyones questions, and listen to the rest of this meeting, and then I shall go
Orome: You are likely never to see me again
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I am afraid leavin' is out o' the question.
Orome: Sir
Orome: Please, I will depart this realm
Orome: and retire my sword
Orome: I will give it to you to keep as a symbol
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to the Justicars*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: I think you will have crimes to answer for in Yew.
Ioshus: Take his weapon and let him go I say...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis ultimately up to ye, but there is an outstandin' warrant for this man's arrest.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An'...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Polynikes*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ioshus: If he comes back we can always arrest him then..
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: it sounds like 'e's wanted elsewhere.
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: We should arrest this man
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Marcellus: take his weapon and bind him for future matters
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: for the outstanding crimes against the High Council and city of Yew
Orome: I have paid for those crimes no?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: No sir
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: I stayed far away until today
Tanda: He was charged and sentenced in Ghislaine's kidnapping
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: You have confessed
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: and assault on the execution party
Rand al'Thor: Running is not atonement
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks through his papers*
Ioshus: Aha! that’s why he looks familiar...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
hans noodlenogin: redemption through pain
Ioshus: *grins*
Tanda: He was banished
Tanda: for a time
Orome: Yes i was tried, and punished, if you wish to end this once and for all then so be it
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: but sir
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: you have return
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: But hang me now, i do not wish to let this run on
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: before the end of your banishment
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Would someone mind updatin' 'is warrant then, as it still sits open.
Marcellus: *nods*
Ioshus: I will do so..
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *sniffs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Polynikes*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Does 'e still 'ave an open warrant in Yew?
Orome: I asked for your forgiveness once, but not again
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: At this time the sentence
pabII: It is closed because of his banishment sir
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: covers all the crimes
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: I stand corrected on that matter.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: But he has broken
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Then I expect ye'll be leavin' the lands again this eve, m'lord.
Orome: Yes, i will
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Orome: I just had to see Ghislaine
Ghislaine de Luc: *frowns*
Orome: I will stay quiet
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Did ye 'ave anythin' else then?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Orome: and after tonight you will nay see me again
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *mutters good*
Orome: I have nothing unless anyone has anything for me
Wedge Antilles: *sniffs*
Sir John: *thought banish meant never to return*
Orome: then I shall sit
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Strider: *frowns at the drunk*
Lilyannia: *glances at Rand*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Sir Draco Malfoy...
Lilyannia: *looks back to the front*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: T' be followed by Councilor Pabll.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Orome: *looks enveloped by sadness*
Sir Draco Malfoy: My Lords and Ladies
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: Lady Ghislaine seems truly regretful of her actions
Sir Draco Malfoy: However
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: True penance cannot be self-imposed
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: It must come fro those wronged
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: So, my Lords and Ladies
Sir Draco Malfoy: I humbly and respectfully suggest
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: That the High Council and the City of Yew each
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: assign her a penance that is reasonable and then put the matter to rest
Ghislaine de Luc: *looks uncomfortable*
Sir Draco Malfoy: The matter should then be forgiven, but not forgotten
Sir Draco Malfoy: I thank thee
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank you.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Councilor Pabll...
pabII: Thank You
pabII: I have an announcement to make
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
pabII: I would like to introduce my adjunct
pabII: Sir John of yew
Strider: *claps*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *smiles*
pabII: he will sit in if i am ever absent
Princess Page: *CLAPS*
pabII: that is all
pabII: thank you
Mikhail O'Danyon: *nods*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods*
Sir John: i thank the me laddy
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Congrats.
pabII: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... did anyone else 'ave anythin' t' say regardin' Ghislaine de Luc?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *raises hand*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *raises hand*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lady Willa, Mayor o' Yew... t' be followed by Field Marshall Polynikes.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: As far as crimes against Yew and Ghislaine's Atonement for said crimes this matter...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: will be looked into and resolved in due course with our Justicar and the Justice system of Yew.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: As to Ghislaines standing in these halls that is another matter. But certainly Yew will look into....
Willa of the Yew-Wood: the matter of Justice to Yew on our own.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: That is all thank you.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye, m'lady.
Ghislaine de Luc: *smiles at Willa*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *looks at Ghislaine and smiles.*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Field Marshall Polynikes...
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *wipes her eyes again.*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *smiles and spreads hands*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: My wife, hmmm
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: covered my point sir.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *smiles at her husband*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye, then.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Anyone on the Council 'ave any thoughts on whether t' vote on a pardon?
Trojan: *looks to the man wearing the hooded robe and motions him to take it off*
Miller: all stay
Silverbrook: Hm.
pabII: *raises brow*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Hmm
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks over to Silverbrook*
Trojan: *stares at the man in the hooded robe*
Wedge Antilles: *waves at Miller*
Miller: *waves back*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Lots of thought then...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Trojan: Please take your robe off Sir.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Silverbrook: *smirks*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'self, I'd say we allow Yew t' act first,
pabII: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: an' per'aps work from there...
Silverbrook: That would be my thought on it, as well.
Mikhail O'Danyon: I agree
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Councilor Pabll?
Ioshus: Sounds good to me..
pabII: My feeling is
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
pabII: that the embarrassment and humble way she came to make amens is enough
Marcellus: *nods*
pabII: Yew may think otherwise
pabII: that is all
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Any other thoughts?
Mikhail O'Danyon: No Sir.
Silverbrook: Nay, as you said... I would look to Yew.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Well, seems a little divide... I'll give e'eryone a week t' think about it...
Atreus Alethinos: *nods back toward Miller*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Miller: *nods*
Ghislaine de Luc: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' in that time, maybe we can talk wi' some o' the Yew folk.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Silverbrook: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Ghislaine*
Ghislaine de Luc: thank you m'lord chanceloor
Wedge Antilles: *sloshes a bottle of whiskey in Miller's direction*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Most welcome, m'lady.
Miller: No thanks
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Miller: *grins*
Ghislaine de Luc: *smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight then... movin' forth...
Ailieve: *smiles warmly at Ren*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *salutes*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: *Looks worn, returns the salute, turns and gives Ailieve a tired looking smile*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The election o' the third seat o' the 'igh Justicar Triumverate...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I do believe only one candidate arrived at the debate...
Silverbrook: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shuffles through his notes*
Tanda: *Nods*
Ariana: arg
Ariana: out of my way
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Rand al'Thor: Umm excuse me but please place your mount below
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ariana: *eyes flash*
Ariana: OUT OF MY WAY
Sir John: you may not have a mount in these chambers sir
Rand al'Thor: Ma'am.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Well, it looks like the candidate then is Spark.
Rand al'Thor: Please.
Starr: outside with that...thing of yours
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ariana: *bares teeth*
Ariana: stay
Ariana: boy
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye may cast yer vote in favor o' 'im, else, ye may abstain.
Ariana: *snarls*
Starr: outside with it
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Starr: and try again
Rand al'Thor: That stable is below.
Ariana: *pushes*
Sir John: down stairs in the stables m laddy
Ariana: ATTENTION
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: *Looks at the man in the robe and sighs*
Rand al'Thor: Rude.
Ariana: !!!!!
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ariana: *shouts*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: Yet another prophesy of our doom...
hans noodlenogin: Ariana the devils whore
pabII: Yew abstain
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Members o' the Council, Justicars, Grand Marshall, please cast yer vote.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ailieve: Chaos votes aye
Ioshus: Abstain
Ariana: A NEW POWER IS RISING
Ren The Conjuror: I vote Aye, in favor of Lord Sparks
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *holds up his hand a moment*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *order Aye*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *whips around*
Rand al'Thor: Disarm tiy.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What the bloody 'ell do you want?
Silverbrook: Hm. Magincia.... Aye......
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ariana: *eyes flash*
Silverbrook: O my.
Ariana: A new power is risin
Ailieve: *chokes back laughter*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *rolls his eyes*
Sir Draco Malfoy: HUZZAH!!!!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Any more parlor tricks?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: If I 'ad a gold coin for each eyeflash I got,
Ariana: The Heart of Evil itself
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'd be the richest man in the realm.
Oona: *looks over*
Ariana: has declared
Ariana: this land
Ariana: this freedom
Ariana: as null and void
Ariana: of your rule
Wedge Antilles: *bats eyelashes at Ra and thinks hard about flashing*
hans noodlenogin: That'd be abdominal gas, not a new power.
Ailieve: *busts up laughing*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *leans over the counter slightly*
Ariana: WE SHALL TAKE IT FROM YOU
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: And yet yer too afraid t' show yer face?
Atreus Alethinos: *looks longingly toward Ra'dian*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Trojan: *slightly chokes*
Ioshus: *trys to keep a serious face*
Spark: Ye must get through the dragons first
Ariana: *a dark swells from the man*
Strider: *takes aim at the witch*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: In Lor
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
pabII: Is this a circus or what ?
Sir Draco Malfoy: *shakes and grins in anticipation of a fight*
Ariana: The DArk Lord himself
Ren The Conjuror: Chancellor, permission to have that....
Ariana: commands me
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: *waves his hand*
Ailieve: *nods to Pabll*
Ariana: and mine own
Ren The Conjuror: Removed?
Sir John: *smirks*
Wedge Antilles: I shensh eeeevil!
Ailieve: I think it is the circus tonight
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Ren*
Ariana: We Shall Have you ALL
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye, please do so.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Simon Godwyn: *yawns*
pabII: oooh im skared
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: *looks out window for a moon*
Oona: *smirks*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *shakes head*
Ariana: *points at Field Marshall*
Ren The Conjuror: A fine speech indeed...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' while yer up, can I borrow yer boots?
Ren The Conjuror: We have heard it before
Sir John: *who let this mad laddy out *
hans noodlenogin: A whailing squirrel
Ariana: Shall I show our power
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Quiverin' in me sandles isnae very convincin'.
Ren The Conjuror: Leave now, or you will be forced out.
Ariana: NO ONE IS SAFE
Ariana: !!!!!
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: Yes yes...
Ailieve: mmmkay.
Lilyannia: *grins slightly*
Ailieve: Next?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ariana: *looks at WILLA*
Orome: *shakes head*
Augustus: *grabs Willa of the Yew Wood and holds a stunningly sharp knife to her throat*
Ren The Conjuror: Like I've said we've heeard it all before
Takashi Mandaka: Hans! Hold me! I'm scared!
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: *motions to Militiamen*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: In Sanct Grav
Ariana: TAKE HER
Sir Draco Malfoy: ummm
Augustus: *cuts a locke of hair off*
Ariana: NOW
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *looks upset*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ariana: YOU SHALL DIE
Granny Barfly: *pulls Her*
Rand al'Thor: *grabs*
Ariana: EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU
hans noodlenogin: Cutty Cut cut
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ioshus: Only if you do
Sir John: grabsariana
Granny Barfly: *pull her*
Ariana: *pushes*
Granny Barfly: *pull her*
Granny Barfly: *pull her*
Granny Barfly: *pull her*
Rand al'Thor: *Holds fork to throat*
LikaThad Ale: *Grabs along with others*
Ren The Conjuror: Someone pull out there anti evil sword of disruption...
Ariana: oout of my way
Sir John: *shakles her hands*
Ren The Conjuror: and force that thing to leave.
Ariana: non believer
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *tends her hair.*
Granny Barfly: *pull her*
Ariana: *shakes arms
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: In Sanct Grav
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *looks shaken*
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: men take him into custody
Ariana: ``*pushes*
hans noodlenogin: Movers, do your will.
Granny Barfly: you be Ok M’lady?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Augustus: *sniffs Willa and licks her face*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: EW1
Oona: Lily come with me
Ren The Conjuror: *Sighs*
Orome: *did I look as they?*
Ailieve: Oh man... Willa
Lilyannia: Aye ma'am
Ailieve: That was nasty.
Lilyannia: Erm
Ailieve: But still....
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An Grav
Lilyannia: Ma'am?
Ren The Conjuror: Are you alright Willa?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *wipes her face.*
Augustus: Willa you will be mine!... *licks lips
Tanda: Chancellor must be running low on food
Sir Draco Malfoy: are you ok lady willa?
Takashi Mandaka: *lets go of Hans*
Granny Barfly: You Must Go
Tanda: His magics aren't as strong as usual
Willa of the Yew-Wood: I . I am a bit .. I am ok..
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shakes his head*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: every week its some new evil
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *grumbles*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: My Hair is not.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Is the Field Marshall okay?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Dark Knight : indeed he is
Willa of the Yew-Wood: *sticks close to Granny*
Dark Knight : he is at the front door
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *pulls out parchment and writes, On this day Arianna walked into the high council and made threats f
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Just wanted t' make sure.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles*
Dark Knight : *smiles*
Wedge Antilles: I ate shome bean shoup. Gae me the gas shomething wicked. Very evil.
Sir Draco Malfoy: from the Heart of Evil*
Granny Barfly: No one will Hurt you
Granny Barfly: M’lady
Dark Knight : Thee cloaked figure is gone!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I apologize fer that... brief... interruption.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *frowns*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I suppose we should at least keep an eye on this 'eart of Evil.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I seem t' remember laughin' about the Atalan first time I saw them.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *sighs and shakes his head*
Ren The Conjuror: Militia, make sure the Mayor has some personal guards set for this evening...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Nehemiah: *pokes Simon*
Wedge Antilles: I still laugh aboot the Atalan!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks over at Wedge*
Dark Knight : indeed we shall keep a close eye out in the woods
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: _You_ would.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *winks with a smile*
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Simon Godwyn: *glances over shoulder*
Wedge Antilles: *raises a bottle cheerfully*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: Thank you, her safety is of prime importance.
Tanda: so long as no one takes his bottle... most anything is funny
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Are ye certain yer okay, m'lady?
Dark Knight : aye , indeed it is!
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: I am a bit shaky yet.
Willa of the Yew-Wood: But I think I will be fine.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Need of a good hairdresser now.
Tanda: *ponders the lock of hair*
Dark Knight : Willa, i and the rest of the Militia will escort you home and keep watch out at your homestead!
Dark Knight : when the meeting is over!
Willa of the Yew-Wood: Thank you Dark.
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: *turns to Poly*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think Willa's important an' all, but if she's like me, 'avin' the whole Militia in 'er
Ren The Conjuror: Did it flee?
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: May I arrange
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'ouse watchin' o'er 'er will make 'er stir crazy.
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: for my wife to be escorted hoome
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles a little at Willa*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: Certainly, I think taht would be best.
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: I will return shortly
Polynikes of the Yew-Wood: Come, my dear
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Be well, m'lady.
Ren The Conjuror: *Looks back at Ailieve and frowns for a moment before turning forward*
Sir Draco Malfoy: Safe Journeys
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ailieve: *looks confused*
Ailieve: I didn't do it.
Ailieve: *looks at Ren*
Spark: i am lost now
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks down at the big red line running through his list of who had voted how*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Right... let's try this ag'in.
Silverbrook: Magincia, Aye.
Ioshus: Abstain
Silverbrook: *smirks*
Ailieve: Chaos voted Aye
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please cast yer vote wi' regards t' the High Justicar seat.
Mikhail O'Danyon: Order aye
pabII: Yew abstains
Ren The Conjuror: Grand Marshall votes Aye, for Sparks.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: *glances around*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*

Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'll vote fer Spark... Justicar Marcellus?

Marcellus: Abstain
Ioshus: 5 ayes and 3 abstains
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Looks like five in favor o' Spark, an' 3 abstains.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods to Ioshus*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord Spark, are ye present?
Tanda: *records note of the vote*
Spark: yes
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please step forth an' raise yer right 'and...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: *raises right hand*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please repeat after me...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I do so swear t' up'old the duties o' the office I 'ave been elected to.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: ..
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: I do so sweat to uphold the duties od the office i have benn eclected to
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
pabII: sweats?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: T' up'old the Virtues and Laws o' Britannia...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Pabll with a smile and thinks Expor Flamus*
Spark: To uphold the Virtues and Laws of Britannia
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' to perform my duties t' the best o' my ability for the peoples o' Britannia.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: And to perform my duties to the best of my ability for the peolpes of Britannia
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Congratulations, 'igh Justicar Spark.
Sir Draco Malfoy: HUZZAH!!!
Spark: I Thank Thee
Strider: *claps*
Tanda: *claps*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *nods*
Silverbrook: *smiles*
Marcellus: Congradulations
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *motions him on back*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Feel free t' take a seat.
Ioshus: *nods to Spark*
Marcellus: *Smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Spark: *nods and smiles back*
pabII: Congradulations
Sir Draco Malfoy: Congrtat m'lord
Spark: Thank Thee all
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Wi' regard t' the Skaran election, I'll be callin' fer that vote at next meet, as the news
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: sources did a fairly lousy job o' announcin' the debate, an' one o' the candidates checked in wi'
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: me after it 'ad occurred. I sent 'im a list o' the questions that were asked, that 'e might 'ave
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: a chance t' answer, an' I'll post them in the etheral tome when I get 'em.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I wouldnae normally do this, but it seems fair, as 'e did show interest, an' cannae
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: be 'eld responsible for an error in the presses.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: So, that one, I'll table until next meet.
Tanda: *makes a note*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Takashi Mandaka: *pats Simon on the back*
Tanda: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The next item is the proposed 'aven event t' be sponsored by th'...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Tanda*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye, m'lady?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: Just I've been ponderin' the crazed one
Tanda: who came in.. and it might behoove us to be lookin'
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: into curse etc
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: that involve hair
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: that's all
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An excellent suggestion.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Ren*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Ren The Conjuror: I have an extensive library...
You see: Tank
Ren The Conjuror: That includes tomes from those such as Boromir, and Ariyana Sune etc...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord Malfoy?
Ren The Conjuror: I will look into my collection as well as others...
Sir Draco Malfoy: Someone could ask the hag, she probably knows lots about s curses
Ren The Conjuror: And see if I come across anything.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: Ariyana... hmm...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Grizelda?
Sir Draco Malfoy: yes
Wedge Antilles: *gets a dreamy drunken look*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *makes a sort of half shrug, raising his eyebrow a little*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Not a bad idea either.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Ren*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But dinnae be nasty t' 'er...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I 'ear she turns folks int' frogs.
Ren The Conjuror: Me....nasty?
Ren The Conjuror: *winks*
Tanda: Good eats
Tanda: *Smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *wonders how Ren'd look as a frog*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ah... yes... the 'aven event...
Tanda: *Nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister... did ye want t' start about it?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: We need to set a date
Tanda: I'll check the calendar and try to pick on that doesn't
Tanda: conflict
Tanda: and send out some notices
Tanda: You should see press release about it
Tanda: by the next meeting
Mikhail O'Danyon: Sir I need to take a leave for a few moments
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods to Mikhail*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye, Minister... did anyone else 'ave anythin' they'd like t' add about th' event?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord Malfoy...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: I suggest it be organized where they can see different career paths
Sir Draco Malfoy: Tamer, Mage, fencer, treasure hunter and so forth
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: after the initial intro of each, let them choose which seminar they wish to attend
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: and have a competent individual take them around and show them the ropes
Tanda: *raises hand*
Sir Draco Malfoy: for each of the main professions here in Britannia
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: A brief overview of major guilds and the laws would be good as well
Ioshus: Yes laws...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: I thank thee m'lord
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ioshus: *smile towards Draco*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye... Minister Tanda...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: So yer thinkin' like a faire?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: With lots of folks there to give information and teach?
Sir Draco Malfoy: Aye
Spark: *raises hand*
Tanda: *rubs chin*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Justicar Spark?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: My guild has already started to help the young in Haven
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A noble thing indeed.
Spark: So far it is going good
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: That is good t' 'ear... do ye 'ave any suggestions as t' what kind o' things the younger folk
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: are askin' or lookin' t' learn?
Carlton: *whispers* Dark Knight, you smell sweet, I will cook you slowly...
Spark: Most of them just want help training and such
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: Mountain Dew of my guild has been there helping the,
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Dark Knight : whispers scat Carlton!*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Well, let's shoot for sometime in th' middle o' 391, an' we can work t' figure out
Tanda: *Nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: what all we should offer then.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: *makes a note*
Spark: I was thinking rune books to good training spots
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Maybe we could put together a plannin' meet where we could 'ash out some ideas at.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: *Rusb his eyes*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: It sounds like there's a lot that might be good.
Ren The Conjuror: *Rubs even*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: We should probably start small so we dinnae o'er burden the idea, but puttin' it together
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: shouldnae be too 'ard.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord Malfoy?
Sir Draco Malfoy: We'll need a mage with each group for gates
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: *makes a note*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Piub: *smiles*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods to Piub*
Ren The Conjuror: Planning session.
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Piub: *waves*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Let's shoot for maybe a meet sometime next week fer some plannin'?
Silverbrook: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: perhaps just before a debate?
Princess Page: *sighs*
Tanda: or something?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Not a bad idea at all.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: We can 'old it prior t' the debate itself right there.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Excellent suggestion.
Orome: I appoligise for the interuption, but my ship is sailing, farewell everyone
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Piub: *waves*
Wedge Antilles: Bon voyage
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Okay... let's move forth...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: *waves to Piub*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lady Skylar...
Piub: *grins*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Mayor Willa 'as told me ye 'ave an announcement on be'alf o' Yew?
Piub: *scratches nose*
Skylar: My sister Willa just wanted me to remind every Yew Citizen to Vote.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Skylar: And that the polls will be open all month long.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Skylar: Instructions are posted on the Great Tome.
Skylar: And that she Thanks everyone for their time.
Skylar: That is all.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye ver' much, m'lady.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *smiles*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord Malfoy?
Sir Draco Malfoy: My Lords and Ladies
Sir Draco Malfoy: I was wondering if the Council plans to take action
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Sir Draco Malfoy: against The Heart of Evil
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: The who?
Sir Draco Malfoy: Such as declare all servants of the the Heart enemy of the state?
Strider: they will threaten no citizen while in range of my bow...
Sir Draco Malfoy: The group Arianna represented
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Silverbrook: Hm.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: It'd be 'ard t' consider them much o' a threat simply fer snippin' a lock o' 'air.
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'm sure they'll be observed, but...
Spark: aye
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to the Grand Marshall*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: If we are speaking about the hooded figure who blathered on earlier...
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ren The Conjuror: Yes, we will be keeping an eye for future activities...
Wedge Antilles: They shound heathenous to me...
Ren The Conjuror: However it takes serious action against Britannia or this council
Sir Draco Malfoy: I Thank Thee
Ren The Conjuror: before someone becomes and Enemy of the State.
Spark: *raises hand*
Ren The Conjuror: an*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Justicar Spark?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Spark: Chacellor if i may
Spark: With your permission and that of the council
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Simon Godwyn: *yawns and stretches*
Spark: I can have my members keep an eye on hooded figure and her guild
Nehemiah: z
Nehemiah: zz
Nehemiah: z
Nehemiah: z
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Remove thyself
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye should probably coordinate wi' the Grand Marshall.
Spark: aye
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But I'm sure 'e wouldnae turn down assistance.
Spark: *nods*
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister Tanda, ye 'ad an announcement about th' minutes?
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: Aye
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: Minutes of the last meeting are published
Tanda: and in the public office
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Tanda: if there are any errors or additions that need to be made
Tanda: Could you please add them to the agenda so the Council
Tanda: can take action to correct them
Tanda: *Smiles*
Tanda: That's all
Wedge Antilles: *hic*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye, Minister.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Grand Marshall... ye 'ad an item?
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Ren The Conjuror: *Looks at his timepiece*
Ren The Conjuror: I'll try and make this short.
Piub: *perks ear*
Ren The Conjuror: The other evening a message from the notorious reporter Luna Starfire
Ren The Conjuror: was discovered in the keep of redemption.
Ren The Conjuror: Inside, she claimed that she had urgent information...
Ren The Conjuror: That the capture of Talistra by the empire was a ruse to fool the council and armed forces
Piub: *growls*
Ren The Conjuror: into declaring the empire and enemy of the state, so that we would consider invading Nujelm...
Ren The Conjuror: or some such.
Ren The Conjuror: She asked that the BAF meet here in a secret location...
Ren The Conjuror: We contacted the yew and Moonglow militia's for aid and we all set out...
Ren The Conjuror: When we arrived, instead of the reporter, we discovered a group of ruffians.
Piub: !
Ren The Conjuror: Some pirates or brigands, and a group of drow from the Bregan mercenary house.
Ren The Conjuror: A fight erupted, and they were dropped quickly...
Strider: *claps*
Ren The Conjuror: There was no sign of Luna, however her notebook was found...
Piub: *cheers*
Ren The Conjuror: It was covered in fresh blood...
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises eyebrow*
Ren The Conjuror: It detailed the location of one of her contacts in felucca...
Ren The Conjuror: who apparently had the location of Talistra, and where she was being held.
Ren The Conjuror: We set out for the spot, and discovered there some old...well...
Ren The Conjuror: *Looks to Poly then looks back at the audience*
Ren The Conjuror: A woman I guess.
Ren The Conjuror: She claimed she had the info, but that we needed to help her out with something...
Ren The Conjuror: Apparently a druid had moved into the local woods, along with a good number of her animals..
Ren The Conjuror: they apparently were keeping the hag...err woman, awake...
Ren The Conjuror: We spoke with the druid, who in turn informed us that the woods had been despoiled with a great.
Ren The Conjuror: evil..
Ren The Conjuror: and that the tool needed to cleanse it...a magical flute she possesed, had been stolen...
Ren The Conjuror: The thief was tracked, based on the information provided by her unicorn...
Ren The Conjuror: to the fire dungeon in trammel...
Ren The Conjuror: There the thief willingly parted with the flute...
Ren The Conjuror: for it seemed to have a curse that attracted animals to it's user...something the thief wasn't very
Ren The Conjuror: fond of, with her given profession...
Ren The Conjuror: To sum it up, eventually the druid left the woods, and the hag parted with the info..
Ren The Conjuror: It seems the whole time Talistra had been held in a drow outpost in the dry highlands
Ren The Conjuror: merely a few minutes walk from my own Keep...
Ren The Conjuror: Talistra was freed from the prison, and because of her apparent cooperation
Ren The Conjuror: and participation with the empire...
Ren The Conjuror: is being held as a "guest" at the Keep, pending further review of her activites...
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods*
Ren The Conjuror: I suspect the Lord of Dracona, Nemesis enforcer...will have something to say about the situation
Ren The Conjuror: though I have yet to hear back from him...
Marcellus: *raises hand*
Ren The Conjuror: Talistra is a citizen of Dracona...
Ren The Conjuror: However, it is known she served as a...
Ren The Conjuror: Senator on the Empire...
Ren The Conjuror: They were recently declared Enemies of the State by this council...
Ren The Conjuror: So I am not entirely certain how best to proceed from here.
Ren The Conjuror: Tis all..
Ren The Conjuror: *Let's out a breath*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Justicar Marcellus?
Marcellus: She is still allowed to proceed in my court room?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Err...
Silverbrook: .... as an Enemy of State?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *scratches his head*
Silverbrook: Hm.
Marcellus: well I believe she is not dealing with Empire?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'mnae certain on that... ye three 'ad best figure that one out, I think...
Ren The Conjuror: She claims that she was doing what was best for Dracona...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis difficult, as I'mnae sure what requirin' a new lawyer would do t' a trial in progress.
Ren The Conjuror: Her answers remain cryptic at best...
Marcellus: *nods*
Ren The Conjuror: as to what and how she cooperated...
Bailey: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at Ren and looks thoughtful*
Trojan: I must depart.
Ren The Conjuror: I'm not entirely certain how to proceed...
Marcellus: then I will postpone proceedings until this is all figured out, thak you
Oona: *looks over and nods*
Marcellus: thank
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks out to the assembly*
Bailey: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord in the deep red robe?
Piub: *chuckles*
Bailey: Aye sir
Bailey: I have place an application
Bailey: for councilor of Minoc
Bailey: Several times
Bailey: The pigeons are not getting

Note to self: gentleman in the deep red robe.. addresses assembly about Minoc

Bailey: to the Councils
Bailey: cage
Sir Draco Malfoy: *looks up from his roast pigeon*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The application isnae workin'?
Bailey: I believe so sir
Sir Draco Malfoy: *slides it slowly under his seat and licks fingers*
Piub: *frowns at Draco*
Piub: Pigeon...hrm
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: When ye finish wi' it, does it tell ye that it's sent the application in?
pabII: *raises brow at Draco*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods*
Bailey: Aye it has, except in my private cage there says that there has been a problem
Piub: *scratches chin*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Odd.
Bailey: Certainly is
Bailey: Methinks it is Orcs
Princess Page: *Rubs eyes*
Tanda: *raises hand*
Piub: *laughs*
Simon Godwyn: I had the same problem submitting my application for Skara
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Could ye try sendin' the pigeon ye've gotten bounced back t' ye straight t' me?
Bailey: I could and will
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: (Send it to radian@tomesofsosaria.org)
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Tanda*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye?
Sir Draco Malfoy: Oh wait....this is mongbat!!
Piub: eww
Tanda: May we ask his name Sir?
Ailieve: *looks ill*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *goes back to eating his roast mongbat*
Piub: *rumples nose*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks back*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What be yer name, m'lord?
Bailey: Bailey
Tanda: *makes a note*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Tanda: Bailey, Minoc Council seat
Tanda: Thank you
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'll keep m' eye open for it... if ye would wait a moment or two after the meet,
Sir Draco Malfoy: *raises hand*
Bailey: Thank you, m'lady
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I can make work wi' ye.
Bailey: I can do that
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye, m'lord.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord Malfoy?
Sir Draco Malfoy: Is m'lord Bailey aware the debate for Minoc is fast approaching?
Bailey: Aye, he does
Spark: Tis the week
Sir Draco Malfoy: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I would garner t' guess that's why 'e's 'ere askin' 'bout 'is application.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Bailey: *nods and chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at his notes*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Where was I?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Oh.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Talistra.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *frowns*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye... maybe the judiciary an' the military can work t' figure out what's appropriate.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'll visit Dracona later this eve an' see if I can get the Enforcer t' get back t' ye quicker,
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Grand Marshall.
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Ren The Conjuror: Thank you chancellor.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight.
Ren The Conjuror: When we have more time...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye?
Ren The Conjuror: I suppose I'll need to chat with the Justicars about how to proceed...
Ren The Conjuror: with Talistra...
Ren The Conjuror: Her status is of question..
pabII: *looks at time piece*
Ren The Conjuror: Though she will remain a guest for her own safety..
Ren The Conjuror: *Shrugs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Piub: *swings legs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Sir Draco Malfoy: *smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Two quick announcements...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: First, a man named Death is workin' on puttin' together a shrine for Alex o' Yew, an'
Piub: *frowns*
Piub: Odd name...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'oldin' a memorial service for 'im...
Silverbrook: Hm. Chancellor..?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'mnae certain o' all the details, but 'e...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye?
Silverbrook: What ever _did_ become of Lord Alex?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'mnae sure anyone knows.
Silverbrook: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Nae e'en this Death fellah.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'e says Alex was a good friend o' 'is, an' 'e wants t' put it t' some finality.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'e did say 'e'd be lettin' me know about more details soon...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' 'e may be approachin' folk in Yew fer assistance.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tis about all the information I 'ave on it at present.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Though 'e did suggest the courthouse as a chamber fer the memorial service.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: So anyhow... I'll bring more info as I get it.
Princess Page: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lady Page...
Princess Page: death is my neighbor
Simon Godwyn: *shudders*
Piub: He a good decorator?
Piub: *grins*
Ren The Conjuror: *Slumps down in his chair*
Sir Draco Malfoy: That's gotta kill the property values
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *mutters something about the shrubbery*
Piub: *roars with laughter*
Princess Page: He sent word threw me and I gave to Logan to pass on
Princess Page: His friend as passed on
Silverbrook: I.. have a quick note, Chancellor....
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Death told ye who told Logan that Alex 'as passed on?
Princess Page: He wants to have this done out of respect
Piub: *frowns*
Sir Draco Malfoy: *bows head*
Princess Page: that’s all
Silverbrook: Hm. I must depart.... my apologies. It is... late.
Skylar: Alex was a good friend to Yew.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Piub: *waves*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Good night Silverbrook
Silverbrook: Kal Ort Por
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Silverbrook*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *waves*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight.
Piub: *looks back and smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think that's it for this eve.
Ailieve: *sighs in relief*
Piub: Aw...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Unless there are matters o' pressin' emergency...
Piub: It was just getting fun...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks around the chamber*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Right... goin' once...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Goin' twice...
Piub: *laughs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Adjournment, sold t' a comatose chamber.
This was edited to remove "you see" some of the *hic* emotes, party chatter if any, and extraneous spells not related to the RP but mechanics like In Lor
I got a little over zealous deleting *hic* emotes and lost this line. It has been replaced in it's original spot based on my journal record