Lasindriel abducted by the Ithzir (log)

Posted by PBARBER2 7 April 2016

>((I will start by saying being abducted by Aliens was my greatest fear when I was a kid!! LOL))

You feel pressure building on the sides of your head.

You ask, "Anyone else feel that?"
You cover your ears.
Dergoatean shakes his head.
Shinann looks over at you and shakes her head.
Speaking curiously to you, Kayse asks, "What?"
Speaking to you, Dirra says, "Felt nothing."

The pressure begins to build, threatening to throw you into a state of vertigo.

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Speaking to you, Dergoatean says, "Careful."
You say, "Pressure on the sides of my head."
You sway back and forth.
Cryheart glances at you.You say, "Getting...worse."

Speaking hesitantly to you, Kayse says, "I felt that last night..."
Cryheart rubs you.
Speaking to you, Aydan says, "Cover your nose."
Speaking to you, Kiske says, "That's what happened to me."
You cover your nose tightly. Phew!

Kayse touches you.
Speaking to you, Kayse inquires, "Anything else?"
Speaking hoarsely to Kayse, you say, "No, but it is not..letting up."
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Cryheart jumps, looking very startled!
Cryheart says, "Errr...something tapped me on the shoulder."
Cryheart frowns.

You hear a nearby bell, announcing another ship pulling into port.

You say, "Oh no, here we go again. Tell me you all heard that bell."

Dergoatean looks over at you and shakes his head.

You hear a faint, metallic whispering.


Your hear the wild barking of krolvin, and see their burly blue figures just over the edge of a driftwood crate you're hiding behind.

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Your hands snap to the hilts of your vultite bastard sword and black vultite falchion and deftly draw them from the scabbards on your dark leather swordbelt!
You exclaim, "Krolvin!"

Suddenly, the barking stops. A krolvin snaps his head around, looking in your direction.

Suddenly, as the krolvin turn to walk towards you, another stands among them. A slender figure, slightly taller than a human and wearing a silvery-blue hooded robed.

Warningly, you swing your sword in a wide arc before bringing it to bear in a defensive stance.

Kayse gives a sidelong glance at you.

Suddenly, as the krolvin turn to walk towards you, another stands among them. A slender figure, slightly taller than a human and wearing a silvery-blue hooded robed.

You say, "Get back! Look there behind it, the one from last night."
Speaking to you, Kayse asks, "Behind what?"

(Lasindriel is speaking to the silvery blue hooded figure in her vision "What do you want?")

Suddenly, the krolvin vanish. The shore remains, the krolvin ships remain. The driftwood crate remains. But there stands just the one figure, draped in the silvery-blue robe.

You suddenly stumble for no apparent reason.

You glance over your shoulder.

From behind your hiding spot of the driftwood, you see the silvery-blue robed figure approaching.

Stormyrain says, "The air shimmers and for a moment you see a slender figure, slightly taller than a human, garbed in a silvery-blue robe. The figure stands behind an elven woman, unaware of her presence. The elven woman has ghostly blue eyes, creamy white skin and long silky onyx black hair."
You say, "Stay back."

You feel yourself being pulled away...
It's too dark to see anything at all.

You ask, "Hello?"

It's too dark to see anything at all.

You ask, "Is anyone there?"

((Time passes as that infernal Adele song slips into my head))

You weakly ask, "Hello?"
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You hear light footsteps approaching.

You ask, "Hello?"

You turn around.

You turn around.

You brandish your vultite bastard sword before you, swinging it in a dizzying array of parries and thrusts before you bring it back down to rest by your side.

You say, "Don't come any closer."

The footsteps stop.

You say, "What do you want."

More footsteps approach from the other side of you, slowly.

You say, "Stay back."

You brandish your black vultite falchion before you, swinging it in a dizzying array of parries and thrusts before you bring it back down to rest by your side.

You ask, "What do you want?"
Hapenlok mutters, "Come on..."
Aurach softly says, "We seem to be simply observers..."

You ask, "Hello?"
Hapenlok wryly says, "Just another frustrated observer it seems."
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