Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Welcome t' the 145th meet o' the Council.
Strider: *claps*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Which translates int' roughly 12 long years o' madness.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Note to self: present, ailieve, grey ghostbuck, bailey, Silverbrook, and Simon
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shakes his head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: No... way off on that number.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shrugs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ah well.
Note to self: chancellor, Ioshus, Spark, Ren and Poly
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Anyway.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: First thing t' announce is regardin' the Seat o' Britain.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Some'ow three applicants all didnae show fer the debate, so the applications remain open.
Strider:
Silverbrook: *nods*
Rand al'Thor: I friend of of ours.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: This Thursday will see the Trinsic Debates.
Rand al'Thor: Imadii,
You see: marble wall
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: They're in the Meeting Hall just south o' the North Bank an' way North o' the South Bank,
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: in the Southeast Room at 8:00 PM (CST).
Rand al'Thor: Magicina
Rand al'Thor: Late last night.
Rand al'Thor: When we fell asleep. . I awoke and she was gone.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister Tanda, would ye like t' speak briefly on the Young Adventurer's night tomorrow?
Tanda: *Nods*
Tanda: Thank you sir
Strider: *claps*
Tanda: Good evening everyone
Rand al'Thor: *realizes how that sounded.*
Tanda: last reports I had in are that the majority of supplies are in
Sadie: *smiles*
Tanda: Lord Slaymore has been working on a library
Tanda: reference with pigeon coop addresses
Tanda: of those interested in perhaps taking on an apprentice
Tanda: or willing to do some mentoring
Rand al'Thor: Physically.
Tanda: Lady Sadie has offered to come help
Tanda: meet and greet folks
Strider: *notices the Villian Acheron with concern*
Tanda: and I have heard that there will be others from some of the
Tanda: vendors such as Hearts Desire
Tanda: attending
Sadie : ooooo
Rand al'Thor: She is scared Oona. Very.
Tanda: That's about all I can tell you
Acheron: *coughs*
Tanda: other than it is tomorrow eve
Tanda: 8 pm central skies
Tanda: in Haven
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank ye, Minister.
Rand al'Thor: Happenstance. Looking for the Musuem and past right by her.
Tanda: *Nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Grand Marshall, did ye wish t' speak on the penultimate push?
Ren The Conjuror: *Nods*
Trendallynn: Whoever has a chocolate Mousse you don't anymore.
Ren The Conjuror: Thank you chancellor
Ren The Conjuror: For those who have not made their way to the High Council etheral tome...
Ren The Conjuror: or heard the news from the "stratics" news service..
Ren The Conjuror: Tomorrow evening at 9 under the eastern skies (9 EST 8 CST) we will be organizing
Ren The Conjuror: at the skara brae fairgrounds...
Elan Morin : *looks to the one with the Kasa*
Trendallynn: Whoever has a chocolate Mousse you don't anymore.
Ren The Conjuror: Once everyone arrives, we will depart for the crown city of Britain...
Strider: same time as the event in Haven?!?!
Ren The Conjuror: For an all out attack against the forces of Despise, one Final Push to force them back
Ren The Conjuror: into their holes.
Ren The Conjuror: Yes, at the same time... I'm certain there are many who will attend both events...
Ren The Conjuror: We have a large council...
Ren The Conjuror: and many citizens...
Ren The Conjuror: Not all are skilled with a blade.
You see: marble wall
Ren The Conjuror: Any questions?
Sophie: *looks back at the militia member*
Ren The Conjuror: The last time we pushed the invading forces out of Britain...
Sophie: *licks lips*
Ren The Conjuror: It took several hours.
Trace Adkins: ..
Polynikes of Yew: wake up guards
Strider: *claps*
Trendallynn: *wonders what all the commotion is at the door.*
Rand al'Thor: Behave here.
Ren The Conjuror: For those who are in Haven, when you have finished there...
Ren The Conjuror: Please join us.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Twas there anythin' anyone on th' Council 'ad t' bring forth this eve?
Sophie: *looks at the spell caster*
Sophie: you again...
Sophie: heh
Silverbrook: Hm. I shall have an announcement regarding Magincia next week, Chancellor.. please remind me....
Silverbrook: *looks to Tanda*
Tanda: *Nods*
Sophie: Don't you stay down?
Grey Ghostbuck: Nothing to report Sir
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *scratches his head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think I 'ad somethin', but I cannae remember what it twas.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *sighs a little*
Trendallynn: *leers at the person next to her*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Twas there any item from anyone in the chamber that should be brought forth?
Trendallynn: Anyone here have a Chocolate Mousse?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A what?
Bailey: A horse
Trendallynn: A Chocolate Mousse.
Bailey: Named Chocolate Mousse
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: How do ye get the chocolate t' stick t' their antlers?
Trendallynn: You don't anymore
Polynikes of Yew: *nods*
Trendallynn: It is free
Elan Morin : Behave and pay attention
Ioshus: *looks confused*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I am soo confused.
Trendallynn: It's ok now
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Where does one get a free... chocolate... errr... moose?
Strider: *wonders what Trend has been drinking*
Trendallynn: Sorry a tuned to animals
Trendallynn: And I noticed one ......... well felt better without a master.
Sophie: *whispers*
Ren The Conjuror: Pardon me Chancellor...
Shiji Batosai: *notices savage*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ren The Conjuror: could the squire there be granted the ability to open the doors.
Polynikes of Yew: Militia
Polynikes of Yew: all stand down
Polynikes of Yew: take your seats
Trendallynn: I am in my seat.
Brigadand d'Arte: My dear Templar. If your squires are needin' lessons on openin' doors we may all be lost.
Brigadand d'Arte: *grins a little*
Trendallynn: OH UGLY
Polynikes of Yew: take your seats
Trendallynn: Beastly thing.
Ren The Conjuror: *Shakes his head*
Shiji Batosai: *smirks*
Ren The Conjuror: They have magical seals...
Brigadand d'Arte: *sighs*
Brigadand d'Arte: Bloody mages...
Spark: *raises hand*
Trace Adkins: *pops him on the back of the head*
Shiji Batosai: *strokes his goatee*
Silverbrook: O.
Elan Morin : *folds arms*
Trendallynn: That was interesting
Trendallynn: *blinks*
Ren The Conjuror: One of these days I'll figure out where he goes when he vanishes like that.
Trendallynn: *rubs her eyes*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Is there an issue with the doors I should be made aware of?
Strider: maybe hiding under the bar...where his booze is stashed
Sadie : I haven't been able to get them to work for weeks.
Sadie : *giggles*
Ren The Conjuror: Not that I'm aware of...
Ren The Conjuror: You sealed them right?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Field Marshall?
Ketu Shabazz: Har har seal dem
Ren The Conjuror: *Glances at Poly*
Strider: the hinges need oiling. they squeek terribly
Polynikes of Yew: yes sir
Rand al'Thor: *glances at the two men in the second row*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Is there?
Polynikes of Yew: I think the door situation is fine now
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Okay.
Shiji Batosai: *looks back*
Rand al'Thor: *growls slightly*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'm not trying to single out who can an' cannae open them...
Polynikes of Yew: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'd prefer we didnae 'ae t' do it this way at all...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: But if we do it any other way, we'll get every bloody "evil" in the realm steppin' forth
Strider: too many assassins afoot Chancellor
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: t' transform into one bloody creature or another,
Bailey: *chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Howl'in' and hissin' about how evil they are, and gee, shouldnae the entire room be afraid
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: because they can fire sparks out their bloody noses.
Brigadand d'Arte: Chancellor. 'ave you ever 'eard of simply usin' a bloody key?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises his eyebrow*
Brigadand d'Arte: You damned mages try to be difficult to be difficult sometimes...
Brigadand d'Arte: *sighs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A key?
Rand al'Thor: *hides a smile*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'ave you seen a tinker lately that could key these doors?
Strider:
Ailieve: *sighs*
Ailieve: Those were the days.
Spark: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Whomever manufacturers these doors took good solid well work out o' keys.
Strider: *nods to Aileve*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Justicar Spark...
Polynikes of Yew: *frowns*
Spark: Thank You Chancellor
Spark: Most of you might not know this but for the past few days several orc's have been sited in...
Spark: and around moonglow
Silverbrook: Hm.
Strider: !
Elan Morin : *looks up*
Shiji Batosai: Har har guud fuud den
Bailey: Quiet Savage
Spark: Just the other night i helped save Big Redd from an attacking orc
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks out the window for a moment*
Spark: It seems to me that the orc's are starting to make Moonglow their new home
Strider: *wonders why the Chancellors head is stuffed up a lantern*
Spark: The Militia there isn’t as strong as it once was
Sophie: *laughs*
Spark: Thus the city has become invested with all kinds of scum
Bailey: *raises hand*
Sophie: *clears throat*
Strider: *raises hand*
Spark: A few of the Militia member's and i have fought the orc's out of glow the past few days
Spark: Liches have also been forced out of Moonglow as well
Polynikes of Yew: *yawns*
Bailey: *raises hand*
Sophie: *giggles*
Spark: *looks over at Poly*
Spark: Would you like to comment Field Marshal Poly
Rand al'Thor: *mummbles Bloody Liches
Polynikes of Yew: it is Polynikes
Ketu Shabazz: eats some more lich skin
Polynikes of Yew: and they have not been removed
Polynikes of Yew: we should all be aware that their activities increase
Rand al'Thor: *looks to Polynikes*
Spark: Aye
Spark: the cities defenses have weakened
Sophie: *laughs*
Ketu Shabazz: Yew shuld gib trybe fuud befur we kum git it
Rand al'Thor: *looks at the Savage*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' shinies too?
Spark: Some sort of action must be taken
Trendallynn: Hush savage.
Trendallynn: We need a muzzle.
Sophie: *mumbles* why wait?
Bailey: Action is being taken, Sparks
Sophie: Take it
Spark: And what sort of action is that Councilor
Elan Morin : *smiles at the man next to him and looks forward again*
Bailey: I do believe that there has been assistance from the Yew Militia and its allies
Shiji Batosai: *smirks*
Bailey: *looks to Rand, Trace*
Rand al'Thor: *nods*
Trace Adkins: *nods*
Spark: None that i have seen during the incidents
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises his hand*
Ren The Conjuror: *Sighs*
Bailey: I disagree
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at his hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Yes, Chancellor, go a'ead.
Bailey: I have seen many of my comrades there
Strider: *looks at the Chancellor's hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Why, thank ye, Chancellor.
Tanda: *writes frantically*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks to Spark*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Could we PLEASE stray from the "since I didnae see ye do it, ye didnae do anythin'" line o'
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: questionin, please.
Bailey: Aye
Brigadand d'Arte: *chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think we can ALL acknowledge that NONE of us are omnipotent, ever present, and
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: available all times o' e'ery day.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Yes?
Bailey: Agreed
Spark: All I am trying to get across is we need to strengthen the city
Spark: and someone from my guild is usually their
Sophie: *mumbles* You can try...
Ren The Conjuror: I'll let you in on a secret Justicar...
Brigadand d'Arte: Aye. That's the idea.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Then might I suggest that yer guild be the ones t' strengthen the city?
Brigadand d'Arte: Pull all the kingdom's defenses back to the isle o' mages!
Brigadand d'Arte: Brilliant!
Brigadand d'Arte: *sighs*
Ren The Conjuror: The orcs *want* a fight, and they will go anywhere people give it to them.
Bailey: *nods to what Ren has said*
Spark: Unfortunetly Chancellor my guild's strenth is not what it once was
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: By my count, we've got lizardmen and ogres and ettin in Britain...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The whole o' Britannia is under-defended, in truth.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' that's 'ardly a secret.
Spark: The people of Britain have handled that situation fine from what i have seen
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Fine?
Brigadand d'Arte: Eh?
Elan Morin : *smiles at the all.*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye... if ye think fine is equivelant t' ignorin' it.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Most Britain citizens 'ave moved t' Luna t' bank, because the problem isnae "fine."
Ioshus: *Sighs*
Lilyannia: *salutes*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Frankly, Britain's over-run, an' there's little t' do about it, lest we devote our entire
Spark: only the weak and scared have fled
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: army, night an' day, t' defeatin' it.
Ren The Conjuror: ...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The weak an' the scared.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shakes his head*
Elan Morin : *rubs beard and makes mental notes*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tell me... faced wi' four o' them generals, you would...?
Spark: I fight until i die
Strider: *claps*
Sophie: hehe...
Spark: i wouldn't run
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An' when ye died, ye'd go back an' start again?
John: Roger that
Spark: yes
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Curious then... why are ye 'ere?
Strider: we should all die for fair Britain if necessary
Silverbrook: Sometimes you must choose the hill you will die on.... if the expression goes as such....
Ketu Shabazz: Har Har yur furcez ur weak
Silverbrook: To choose to fight another day is not an _unwise_ choice.
Bailey: Quiet SAVAGE!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The point is, there arenae enough forces available t' drive them back.
Spark: i would much rather be fighting
Spark: but my duties come first
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Giving one's life foolishly isnae 'eroic, it's dumb.
Elan Morin : Very smart choose. Dieing gets you nothing.
Takashi Mandaka: thank you sir
Ketu Shabazz: Yur furcez stuill weak
Sophie: the door
Ketu Shabazz: Har har
Sophie: open it
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Taking the battle t' them when well prepared is one thing.
Ren The Conjuror: I believe the Squire follow's my commands...
Sophie: door?
Brigadand d'Arte: Aye.
Brigadand d'Arte: That is a door.
Ren The Conjuror: Chancellor...
Sophie: why?
Ren The Conjuror: A clarification.
Princess Page: *Looks right*
Brigadand d'Arte: Now take your seat now that this situation is cleared up.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Aye?
Ren The Conjuror: Via pigeon if you would be so kind..
Spark: !
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Spark: i sense a disturbance
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A disturbance?
Spark: yes
Spark: something is not right
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: On Verity Isle?
Spark: no here
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises an eyebrow*
Rand al'Thor: *looks back*
Brigadand d'Arte: Did you 'ear that?
Brigadand d'Arte: A disturbance.
Spark: my minds eye see's a once pure soul corrupted
Polynikes of Yew: *looks about*
Ren The Conjuror: Alright...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: It does?
Ren The Conjuror: This is bloody moronic...
Lilyannia: you are not permitted here
Spark: *looks in back*
Sophie: Why not?
Lilyannia: either leave on you own or be dragged out
Spark: and there is your proof
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Excuse me...
Spark: *point to Big Redd*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Who opened the moongate upstairs?
Lilyannia: well?
Big Redd: I did not
Sophie: Dunno...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *waits for an answer*
Spark: i told you i felt a disturbence
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The hells you don't.
Big Redd: It was opened for me
Marvin: Well now it's going to be closed for you.
Marvin: Move it.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: There's about to be a disturbance.
Lilyannia: I told you to leave...you are not invited to this meeting
Sophie: I have no rune for the upstairs
Sophie: it is not possible
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: No kidding.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Imagine that.
Sophie: to gate from outside
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You don't 'ave a rune for the inside o' a 'ouse.
Sophie: you should know that
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You an' everyone else on the surface o' Sosaria.
Big Redd: *smiles*
Lilyannia: Last warning
Lilyannia: Leave on your own
Lilyannia: Or be forcefully removed
Tanda: *scratches head*
Sophie: Why do we have to leave?
Sophie: we have caused no problems?
Big Redd: Hmmm
Elan Morin : *watches*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Did you not attack this very chamber recently?
Sophie: Redd, stop
Sophie: no
Sophie: Just sat here
Strider: Lies!
Kerphalthan: Not I...
Spark: So it has begun
Bailey: Putrid Liars
Sophie: Who calls me a liar
Spark: Look now
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *raises his hand*
Bailey: Bailey did
Strider: I do!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Me... wi' the blue 'ari.
Spark: One of your own
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Hair.
Ioshus: *sighs*
Spark: corrupted
Ioshus: Erm
Kerphalthan: *waves*
Ioshus: What is your name?
Sophie: your totalitarianism kills me
Sophie: *sighs*
Spark: Sophie we meet again
Brigadand d'Arte: That would be the idea wench.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Do ye e'en know what that word means?
Bailey: *chuckles*
Sophie: do you...
Sophie: ??
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Obviously.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *leans forward*
Sophie: you're running it
Strider: The Chancellor serves at the will of the people!
Sophie: *leans forward*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Oh please.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Let me ask you...
Rand al'Thor: Sophie. . behave
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What organization do you belong to?
Ketu Shabazz: *sniffs sophie*
Big Redd: *smiles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Is that the Heart of Manners?
Omura Katsumoto: hail takashi
Sophie: I belong to none... I run one..
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Heart of Goodness?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Heart of Misunderstood Vile Creatures?
Sophie: When wqs this mentioned?
Takashi Mandaka: *bows to Omura*
Spark: they are human Chacellor
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: When was what mentioned?
Indycent Angel: *giggles*
Sophie: I never mention hearts of anything
Sophie: Did I
Sophie: *looks around room*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Guilt by association.
Spark: thier souls have been corrupted
Sophie: nope
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: When you walk in, you sit next to those who have declared themselves such.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You walk in with them.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You converse with them.
Strider: You wield your guild's tag, villain
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You are seen in public with them.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You dine with them.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You live with them.
Sophie: I sat down beside trace.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You meet with them.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Is this all a mistake?
Sophie: Your point..
Sophie: I have done nothing wrong tonight
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: My point is, you are ONE of them.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tonight has no bearing on three months ago.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Six months ago.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Or nine months ago.
Sophie: Good point...
Rand al'Thor: Answer him. Stop with the games.
Sophie: Maybe since we have gotten over it, so should you...?
Sophie: just a thought
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Excuse me?
Sophie: let us sit
Rand al'Thor: *growls*
Ioshus: *sighs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: You attack this hall, and you think that because YOU got over it, so should I?
Sophie: listen, learn...
Tanda: *frowns*
Ioshus: How about an arrest?
Sadie : *sigh*
Ailieve: *nods to Ioshus*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Oh, please, school me.
Sophie: I have no warrant out on me
Ailieve: I think you're right, Ioshus.
Strider: *fingers his bow*
Tanda: *makes note*
Sophie: I wish to learn... your ways
Tanda: *remind justicars to issue a warrant*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: So you deny any involvement with any evil scourge who threatened this chamber and land?
Sophie: I didn't say that...
Spark: My head
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Oh.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: My.
Spark: *holds head*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Gods.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Are you listening to yourself?
Strider: Looks at Spark*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Folks... let's pack up for the eve. We need to go sit wi' the Empire in Nujel'm.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'm CERTAIN they won't mind us gettin' t' know them.
Sophie: *sighs*
Silverbrook: *leers at Ra'Dian*
Ioshus: Ok could some one please detain this women for questioning?
Takashi Mandaka: *hic*
Silverbrook: Hm.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Justicars, yer in charge o tea.
Sophie: door?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Councilors, crumpets.
Ioshus: Tea? ok
Sophie: who?
Sophie: me?
Trendallynn: Ye want her detained
Ioshus: Yes!!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shakes his head*
Spark: like i said
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I miss Mordain.
Ioshus: Arrest her please
Spark: i scenced this
Brigadand d'Arte: *drums his fingers ont he counter*
Brigadand d'Arte: I see nothin' 'as changed, eh?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: This meetin' stands adjourned. I think we all 'ave a 'eadache.
Ren The Conjuror: Agreed
Sadie : *smiles*