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Lady Blue03 · 01-17-2003, 04:13 PM

ooc-your are correct Sir, Streea=death, just as the mtron's murderer, Keese=dagger. Howveer, Shelarth and Sulfera are my own creations

A Hand Maiden struggled through the masses of bodies, shoving Dameon roughly out of her away as she threw herself next to Matron Streea. Turning her over, sightless, purple eyes stared at nothing. A gurgle of a scream started in the Hand Maiden's throat,
"Ilhar, dosst streea zhal naut tlu wun ist'a," she said, bowing her head. Jumping up, she lifted her own 4 headed flail above her head, "L'ilhar uriu dilok! Thrityh, wun l'kaas d'Qu'ellar Streea!" shouts rose from the remaining warriors, intent on revenge for their Matron. House Shelarth's army was slowly dwindling down to nothing at their fury.

Shadow's lock-picking proves successful, and the door swings open. Inside, there is a large wooden chest. It is unlocked and unlatched. Opening it carefuly, dark glints meet his eyes. The chest is near full with moonstones and rubies the size of his fist.

With a grunt, Avalon braced part of his mass on a large balcony. He waited, and Zachana, who seemed to be having a much easier time, slithered around to join him,

"Found anything that would be of remote use yet, silver?" her draconic hiss was respectful.

"So far, no," a drow brandishing a sword came out at the sound of their voices and was casually brushed off the edge by Avalon's nose, "I suppose in another level or so, we'll find the room Lady Alliene told us of," he craned his neck to watch the drow splat unceremoniously onto the stone ground. Zachana shrank in size and crawled under him and onto the balcony, into its entrance,

"Looks as if they may have cleared this one already. Lets climb," she leaped back to the vertical surface, climbing easily.

Avalon sighed and lurched after her. He lived on a mountain side yet she still was in better shape. Bah, must be a female thing.

sorry for not postin this earlier [img]tongue.gif[/img]
Translations
"Ilhar dosst streea zhal naut tlu wun ist'a," = Mother, your death will not be in vain
"L'ilhar uriu dilok! Thrityh, wun l'kaas d'Qu'ellar Streea!= The Mother has fallen! Forward, for House Streea!

[ 01-17-2003, 05:08 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]

01-17-2003, 04:13 PM	#32
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 40 Posts: 4,557	ooc-your are correct Sir, Streea=death, just as the mtron's murderer, Keese=dagger. Howveer, Shelarth and Sulfera are my own creations A Hand Maiden struggled through the masses of bodies, shoving Dameon roughly out of her away as she threw herself next to Matron Streea. Turning her over, sightless, purple eyes stared at nothing. A gurgle of a scream started in the Hand Maiden's throat, "Ilhar, dosst streea zhal naut tlu wun ist'a," she said, bowing her head. Jumping up, she lifted her own 4 headed flail above her head, "L'ilhar uriu dilok! Thrityh, wun l'kaas d'Qu'ellar Streea!" shouts rose from the remaining warriors, intent on revenge for their Matron. House Shelarth's army was slowly dwindling down to nothing at their fury. Shadow's lock-picking proves successful, and the door swings open. Inside, there is a large wooden chest. It is unlocked and unlatched. Opening it carefuly, dark glints meet his eyes. The chest is near full with moonstones and rubies the size of his fist. With a grunt, Avalon braced part of his mass on a large balcony. He waited, and Zachana, who seemed to be having a much easier time, slithered around to join him, "Found anything that would be of remote use yet, silver?" her draconic hiss was respectful. "So far, no," a drow brandishing a sword came out at the sound of their voices and was casually brushed off the edge by Avalon's nose, "I suppose in another level or so, we'll find the room Lady Alliene told us of," he craned his neck to watch the drow splat unceremoniously onto the stone ground. Zachana shrank in size and crawled under him and onto the balcony, into its entrance, "Looks as if they may have cleared this one already. Lets climb," she leaped back to the vertical surface, climbing easily. Avalon sighed and lurched after her. He lived on a mountain side yet she still was in better shape. Bah, must be a female thing. sorry for not postin this earlier [img]tongue.gif[/img] Translations "Ilhar dosst streea zhal naut tlu wun ist'a," = Mother, your death will not be in vain "L'ilhar uriu dilok! Thrityh, wun l'kaas d'Qu'ellar Streea!= The Mother has fallen! Forward, for House Streea! [ 01-17-2003, 05:08 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]