C.A.R.P.S.

Danile limps into the inn sometime late Sunday afternoon, looking like hes had little sleep and seen better days. Most of his outfit is in shambles and blood stained.

"Bombor, hit me with one of your strongest, please. Have you seen Klogg or Rooks around. Come to think about it, I'm suppost to be meeting Chronixxx as well this morning, but was delayed until very late into the evening."

All should be well now, but I have the distinct feeling that I've pissed off someone I should not have. Perhaps while I get a fresh change of cloths I could catch you up on things.

*walks off with the new constable to his room.

*rooks and kllog walk into the inn*

R: "So I still say, come up with a more fitting name than masters of the universe. I mean... we could say it in elven, perhaps dwarven if we wanted it to sound more formidable, mayhaps something in a long lost language but i think that defeats the entire point of the guild."

K: "Me not sure. At first me was thinking we could go with the name 'The Buttrutters,' and Chronixxx liked that, but Nilbog was firmly against it. So then me thought, what name describes us best, so there's no confusion as to who we are. So me came up with 'The Masters of the Universe!' Then people can come to Midway, and ask, 'I am looking for The Masters of the Universe - where are they?' And the townsmembers can say, 'There are The Masters of the Universe - Klogg, Rooks, Nilbog and Chronixxx.' What you think, Rooks?"

R: "See thats where i keep falling back to... lack of a more fitting name. *rooks looks like he has an idea* Wait, i know, perhaps 'Seeking greatness in doing what others weaker than us cannot do themselves'... though that might drive off buisness. This does seem to be good weather though kllog, would you fancy a spar?"

K: "Me would fancy to kick your ass Rooks if you keep talking like that."

*rooks exits the inn to the open field by the inn, draws a sword that glows blue, and focuses his eyes on kllog, muttering an incantation under his breath*

*Kllog proceeds to kick Rooks' ass*[/i]

*After the duo leave, Kimberlyn opens her eyes from her medidation.*

As my teacher reminds me, as good as someone is there is always someone, somewhere who is better. I am not going to deny the fact that both Rooks Reayvalynn and Klogg are good if not great, but somewhere in this world there are two who could give them a good run for their verlin.

*clouce walks our of his room in the tavarn with a mug of ale in his hand, he looks around and see's kimberlyn trying to meditate and motions toward her*

Heelllooo kimberlyn how are you today.

*he says as he trips over himself and plops next to her*

could you tell me a story about one of the necromancers youve fought.

*hickup*

*Kimberlyn looks up from her meditative state and motions to Clouce to sit down.*

A tale of one of the necromancers I have faught I would like to share with you, since you have asked. Unfortunately, my memmory of past deads I have done has disappeared for now. I do not remember much about myself or most of the individuals in this town.

From what I have written down I have stood beside the likes of Arthur McBride, Autum Twilight, Klogg the Orc, Chronixx the dwarf, and a few others against the dark forces of necromancy.

However tales of such acts, I can only leave up to the bard Gentlewoman Wren.

*clouce looks at kimberlyn wilst taking a sip from his ale*

What happend to your memmory?Did you hit your head?

*Nyrhtak falls out of his seat and smacks his head against the bar.*

*He looks over at Kimberlyn incredulously.*

Whaaaa?

*Looks around and still sitting on part of the bar counter with her legs crossed.*

Aparently those in the know have not passed the work along.

You see Clouce, for some unknown reason I have been alseep for a good portion of this year. When I awoke a little more then a moon ago I found myself barely knowing my own name.

In terms of knowledge, I read past reports and information I personally kept so that I would know who is who around this town since they were sending me back into this area.

As of late due to situations and leaning the art of mediation from an ally of mine, I have been getting bits and pieces back of my memmory. Nothing major as of yet, but just flashes of battles I have been in and things of the like.

The people whom I have mentioned to you are faces I have seen fighting along side with, which is why I refered you to those individuals.

I am a fighter and a Mage Hunter of House DeVris. In terms of anything else, all I can say is that I will be learning about myself right along with you.

*Nyrhtak just sits on the floor rubbing his head, his mouth gaping wide open.*

*Notices Nyhtrak's behavior and glances over at him*

Are you injured Nyhtrak of Mahuru? Perhaps you need to visit a healer.

*Nyrhtak's eyes are wild, looking to and fro as if looking for a method of escape, then his eyes lock on Kimberlyn and he incredulously states..."

All of it?