<html><body><div style="color:#000; background-color:#fff; font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt"><div><span><br></span></div><div><br></div> <div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"> <div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"> <div dir="ltr"> <hr size="1"> <font face="Arial" size="2"> <b><span style="font-weight:bold;">From:</span></b> Aaron Clausen <firstname.lastname@example.org><br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">To:</span></b> The Tao of Cow Rifts PBEM <email@example.com> <br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sent:</span></b> Tuesday, October 1, 2013 1:49 PM<br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Subject:</span></b> Re: [Taocow PBEM] [Vesper, Oz and Miles] Book 3 - Chapter XIII - The Millennium Druids<br> </font> </div> <div class="y_msg_container"><br>OOC: I just want to apologize again. I've been nailed by trying
to<br>complete a major project at work AND having to go on a business trip<br>last week. I've tried half a dozen times to get a post out, but<br>haven't had the time or the brains to do it.<br><br>>> [GM]<br>>> The rather crowded transport makes its way across the mud-covered<br>>> plain back to the Tree. A good deal more cleanup has been done while<br>>> everyone was away. For Miles and Thodin, this is their first direct<br>>> view of the Tree. It rises thousands of feet into the air and sits<br>>> under a great ley line nexus throbbing with energy. There is still<br>>> evidence of the Splugorth attack, but the Tree regenerates with<br>>> incredible speed.<br>>><br>>> They are directed to park the transport next to some tents. In the<br>>> tents is captured Splugorth equipment; some vehicles, weapons and body<br>>> armor. And there, as well, is Alex, Louissa, Ted, Jacek the Borg
and<br>>> the mercenaries now under Oz.<br>>> [/GM]<br><br>> [Vesper]<br>> Vesper smiles, "Nice to see everyone again. We had a bit of an adventure<br>> and brought back an Atlantis native."<br>><br>> He looks over to Alex making his way to her, "I am glad your ok."<br>> [/Vesper]<br><br>> [Alex]<br>> "Guess we are alive at least," the red haired scout responds. Her hair<br>> is a bit messy and does not look her usual professional soldier look.<br>><br>> "Be nice if we could rest for at least a day or so before more disasters<br>> hit us," she continues. "Likely will not be however." She is however<br>> smiling with a teasing curve to her lips.<br>><br>> "I think we better check through the gear before everything is gone,<br>> guess I am not real girly in my love of guns."<br>> [Alex]<br><br>> [Oz]<br>> Oz makes his first priority arranging a comfortable but secure place to<br>>
keep Ithdalkal. Once she is taken care of, in a locked room with guards on<br>> her door, he goes to talk to his companions.<br>> [/Oz]<br><br>[GM]<br>Two druids, looking an impossible combination of pleasant and<br>suspicious, suggest that the Blind Warrior Women be taken to the same<br>place the "girl" creature is being held.<br><br>"She is your prisoner, of course." one of them says. "But there are<br>few places here to securely hold prisoners."<br><br>The Sergeant turns to Oz. "Sir, if I may, I'd like to question her as<br>soon as possible.<br><br>As the Sergeant speaks to Oz, it's the first time the rest of the<br>company notices the injured Blind Warrior Woman. Her kind is known by<br>almost all as the Splugorth Slavers' chief servants and warriors.<br>[/GM]<br><br>[OOC: Vesper and Alex's budding love affair moved to a sub-thread]<br><br>> [Alex]<br>> Alex gets an um kind of look, "Whenever I wore a dress it was made by my<br>>
mother. Can tell you my uniform and boot size if that would help?"<br>> [/Alex]<br><br>> [Vesper]<br>> "That would be perfect." He smiled.<br>> Once she gave him the sizes he said, "I shall be right back."<br>> He will then sense for safe rifts leading away from the tree. Asking<br>> some of the people at the tree where any portals<br>> in it may lead.<br>> [/Vesper]<br><br>[GM]<br>"There are no portals as such here." one of the Druids replies. "There<br>is the nexus, which does flair into a rift fairly regularly."<br>[/GM]<br><br>[Jacek the Borg]<br>Not exactly the soul of tact, Jacek turns his inhuman cybernetic eyes<br>on Alex and Vesper.<br><br>"How does the odd American expression go?" he says in his metallic<br>Eastern European voice. "Ah yes, a room you two should get."<br>[/Jacek the Borg]<br><br>[Louissa]<br>Louissa is beaming. "It's so sweet!" she says. "I hope I'm Maid of Honor!"<br>[/Louissa]<br><br>[Thodin the
Dwarf]<br>Thodin seems embarrassed by the whole display. He turns to Miles and<br>says "Are humans always this... er... open in their affections?"<br>[/Thodin the Dwarf]<br><br>[GM]<br>As the company discusses strategies, locations of dimensional portals<br>and other things, another Druid enters the tent.<br><br>"The feast of celebration and sadness is ready." the Druid says. "The<br>Council asks that, when you are ready, that I lead you to the feast."<br>[/GM]<br><br><br>[Vesper]<br>Vesper nods to the Druid.<br>"I shall create a small portal and be back to a place of relative safety." "I should not be too long."<br>Vesper creates a small rift personal for him and his familiars to a city back home in the federation of magic territories.<br>He will bring one of the staffs for purposes of trade.<br>[/Vesper]<br><br>-- <br>Aaron Clausen<br><a ymailto="mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org"
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