Levi Pierpont

That’s a good theory. Quite sound, actually. Did you have any thoughts to elaborate on that, @Daeus?

(Well good! Quinn didn’t have to stay knocked out for too long, then. 😛 )

Arianwen stares at creeping mist, turning slowly white, then takes deep breath and cries “Come away, all of you! There is a path here— leading up from the swamp towards the summit of the mountain. Perhaps if we abandon the swamp we will also leave this… mist behind.”…[Read more]

Hey… I may have to do this. Yeah… yeah, I think I will. Thanks for linking it, Daeus! I’ll race you. 😉

Right. Now what happens? You tell me. 🙂

Okay. Now when Walter carries out the raid on Alex’s family, let’s say he went there himself, though he didn’t do any of the work, and watched them burn the house and kill everyone in it. We can have him standing there watching, and hearing all the screams and shouts and cries for mercy, and maybe turning white and sick inside, but doing nothing…[Read more]

Arianwen: *sigh of relief* “Thank you, my lord.” *boat bumps against shore, Arianwen scrambles out and stumbles up the bank quickly, clutching thorny, clinging vines and keeping wary eyes out for any movement* “Where are we now, Quinn?”
*no answer*
*Arianwen twists to glance over shoulder at boat. Quinn is crumpled up in his seat, unmoving, and…[Read more]

Arianwen: *cupping hands to mouth* “Sir! Come around the swamp and meet us on the northeastern shore! Do not— try— to cross— the swamp! As you value your life, come around!”
*turns, grabs hold of hanging vine and pulls canoe closer to shore**huge slithering green snake drops out of tree and writhes over her shoulders, hissing, and glaring…[Read more]

Okay. Great. Wonderful. I like this.

So when do we pick up? Maybe Alex hid his family before he went into the whole ‘outlaw’ business, and we pick up where Walter finally discovers where they are and decides to go after them. Serves them right, after all. They’re affiliated with terrorists.

Does Alex know of the meditated attack and try to stop…[Read more]

(Hm… *chuckles diabolically, rubs long, slender white hands together* Rosey won’t be here tomorrow… No seriously, I’ll certainly do my part to respect Quinn. We could just knock him out, then we’d have to carry him and wouldn’t have to worry about messing up his character. 😉 😛 )
Arianwen: *kneels by side of boat, draws knife and sweeps…[Read more]

Yes! You did great. I honestly can’t find anything to pick on, and that’s big coming from me. 😛

Arianwen: *horrified* “You have what?!”

Arianwen: *catches breath sharply, half rises in seat and draws sword over her shoulder, sends it flying end over end through the air* *it lands in water with splash and sticks* *tentacles lash, something roars, then tentacles disappear in bubbling water with gurgling sound* *Arianwen reaches over side of boat, extends hand to Rameaux* “Haste, my…[Read more]

Well I thought so. 🙂

So Alex is an outlaw while Walter goes and gets a job in the government. Fantastic contrast. Hm… should we make this a sly commentary on governmental corruption? Just kidding. 😀

Now what? Walter works his way up the ranks, building an undercover army of his own terrorists (only of course he doesn’t call them that) all…[Read more]

Arianwen: *grips side of boat, leans over and touches water with fingertips.* *jerks hand back with sharp cry* “The water is scalding!”

Okay.

So what do we have? We have the pushing off point, where Walter’s family dies and he suspects Alex of conspiring to that end.
What did Alex do at this point? Did he just live his life normally and roll his eyes at the accusations, or does Walter put the police on his trail and force him into hiding?

Arianwen: *stares, turns white, reaches over shoulder and grips hilt of sword slung across her back* “I have seen many things in my few years. Many strange and unnatural things. But never such raw, unbridled power. I would not trust it. It may very well be some dreadful form of sorcery.”

Arianwen: *blinks, stares in puzzled confusion, then shakes head and starts after.* *to herself* “There must be some hidden significance. But no matter. The riddle was solved, apparently, so why ought I to worry?” *hurrying forward, raising voice* “My Lord Rameaux! Are you certain you know where you are going?”

(Cripes! That’s quite a riddle!)
Arianwen: *blinks* “Pardon— the ghost of whom?” *J.R.R.Tolkien shakes head and vanishes into mist* *Arianwen stands confounded, puzzled frown between her brows, thoughtfully biting lower lip**turns to others* “I… I know not what to think. I do not think it would be wise to ignore even the most cryptic warning…[Read more]

Arianwen: *takes hand, presses it warmly.* “We shall try not to die here, shan’t we?” *smiles, flashes Anna half puzzled glance from bright eyes* “If I may ask… what is a lego bilbo? Is it… some kind of cordial?”

Arianwen: *glancing at Quinn* “No, my lord, to speak truth I do not.” *steps on thorny creeper, grinds it into ground.* “But it seems to me that some of them—” *flashes sudden smile, glances ahead, lowers voice* “May need what little assistance I am able to give. And I also must find a way to leave this place. I am willing enough to go in their…[Read more]