[Koba]<br>As Koba listens to the Cyberknight, he regards the injured man closer then recoils away. "I'm sure even he rates some form of medical care, but that is exactly why I did not declare myself earlier. I did not know who was on your side sir." He turns to Lady Frost and says, "I admit I know <i>of </i>you but I do not know much <i>about </i>you. I was sent here in search of demons and those who plan to fight them. My name is Koba miss. I will tell you all I know when we have time but as for right now, time is precious. I do not know this city, but if you do not wish to explain yourself to the local guards, it is best to leave. Sirens are never a good sign." <br>
<br>Koba looks around and regards each of those listening with care almost sure there was one more when he arrived. "I have no hostile intent with any of you, but I prefer not to be here for much longer."<br>[/Koba]<br>
<br><br><br><div class="gmail_quote">On Feb 1, 2008 7:03 PM, Aaron Clausen <<a href="mailto:mightymartianca@gmail.com">mightymartianca@gmail.com</a>> wrote:<br><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;">
> [Sia]<br>> Sialillion crouches down on one knee and chants out loud the words,<br>> "Sellum Siss." In one quick motion she appears to pull her cloak<br>> tight around herself, but somehow also grasps the very material of the<br>
> shadows around her as well. As simply as someone drawing a curtain<br>> closed, Sialillion seems to pull the darkness shut around herself.<br>> The sorceress disappears from view entirely.<br>><br>> Effectively invisible, Sialillion runs through the shadows to<br>
> somewhere where she can get a better look at the skulking figure with<br>> her keen Elven night vision.<br>> [/Sia]<br><br>[GM]<br>Even as Sialillion melds into the shadows, the figure steps out of them.<br><br>
"You're right about that Miss." a small man says to Lady Frost. He<br>appears to be in his mid-fifties; his short-cut hair is silver,<br>obscuring any trace of its original color. The lines on his face are<br>
deep, and he looks as thin as if he had missed many meals. Still,<br>there is something about him, a commanding, confident presence.<br><br>"You certainly caught my attention, however I was looking for you. I<br>doubt the next to arrive will be as interested in talking as I am. In<br>
this situation, your friends here are right." he continues, with a nod<br>to Alex. "It's better to be somewhere else right now."<br><br>The man turns his head, looking around him. "If you have somewhere to<br>
go, I suggest leaving immediately."<br><br>The man takes a few steps towards Ted and takes a good look at the man<br>he's carrying. "Son, can you hear me? Son?" He then turns to Osiris<br>and says with an air of formality "Sir, it's an honor to meet another<br>
of your kind, however we need to get this man medical attention. What<br>I have to say can wait. Where to?"<br>[/GM]<br><br>OOC: I'd like to welcome our newest player. I'll let him make his own<br>introductions, but he's posting with the email address<br>
<a href="mailto:koba.rowers@gmail.com">koba.rowers@gmail.com</a>. To orient him, I'm going to include a bit of a<br>description for each of the PCs and NPCs.<br><br>[Osiris - the cyberknight]<br>Osiris looks quite shocked. "This man's deeds are dark. I will heal<br>
him as I may, for now, but what he may be able to reveal is of great<br>import."<br>[/Osiris]<br><br>[Lady Frost - the ice woman]<br>Lady Frost looks at the stranger intently. "And who are you exactly?<br>You seem to know a great deal about us."<br>
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