Telfolgi log

Agonar says, "To be sure."

Guildleader Agonar went through an arched steel-clad door.

[The Crossing, Champions' Square] Statues of famous barbarians and arena champions form an arcade leading to the arched steel-clad door of the Barbarians' Guild. The building itself is high and massive, and the roof rises into a dome towards the east, covering the Champions' Arena. Through narrow, slit windows you can hear the clang of weapon on shield, and the voice of the trainers barking out instructions to the would-be fighters, gladiators, knights and mercenaries within. You also see a broken silver chain, a monstrous grizzled war bear that is sitting and a sturdy stone structure. Also here: Mikami, Beautician Iliani, Valynn, Sir Madigan, Troublemaker Drevid, Prophet Hotoke, Minion Cazvelu, Sister Jaelia, Archmage Darthiel, Fateweaver Caelumia, Bloodbeast Rajao, Desperado Mylani, Aevarn, the body of Guildleader Mo who is lying down, Centaur Phii. Obvious paths: north, south, west.

Marsais asks, "Hm, what happened?"

Phii says, "I believe that story will come as soon as he lives."

Mo says, "Yes, I wish not to continue repeating myself."

You say, "Welcome back."

Mo's open wounds suddenly seem darker as the blood starts to flow from them. Mo's open wounds suddenly seem darker as the blood starts to flow from them.

You see Guildleader Mo Glawroak, a Gor'Tog Barbarian. His dark eyes glimmer with hidden intelligence from within folds of dark green skin. A brazen red tattoo in the shape of a handprint graces his hairless scalp, the palm centered atop his head with widespread fingers straining over a crinkled brow. He is holding a leg of turkey in his right hand. He is wearing a roughened leather axe harness, some grey brocade breeches and a knee-length grey leather tunic branded with a large crimson handprint above the left breast.

Mo asks, "Who was it who died helping me?"

Phii points at Mikami. > Mylani points at Mikami. > Valynn motions to Mikami.

Phii says, "That one."

Drevid points at Mikami.

Zamara points at Mikami.

With a wave of Mikami's hand, she suddenly looks much healthier.

You see Mikami, a Halfling. Mikami has jade eyes. Her black hair is long and curly, and is worn brushed over the top of her head to hide a receding hairline. She has dark brown skin. A square-cut glacier emerald is positioned between her eyes, glowing with a lustrous sheen against her skin. She is young for a Halfling. She has severely swollen and bruised abdomen. She is bleeding with widespread discoloration in the abdomen.

Mo says, "Inside."

Guildleader Mo went through an arched steel-clad door.

[Barbarian Guild, Main Hall] The austere granite walls of this immense great hall tower upward to the full height of the building. A banner hangs from the ceiling far above. Intricately woven carpets soften the polished mahogany floor and provide traction in the event of a fight. Even in his home, a Barbarian remains ever-vigilant and ready for battle. An enormous jeweled steel greatsword glints above a raised podium at the far end of the hall, from which the Barbarian Guild Leader performs his duties. You also see a large wrought-iron stand with a thick leather tome on it, a winding black-steel stairway leading upstairs and an arched steel-clad door. Also here: Tinkerer Blacksoul, Dafo Zamara, Mikami, Aevarn, Minion Cazvelu, Fateweaver Caelumia who is in a geometric azure cage, Valynn, Sir Madigan, Gallant Marsais, Cannon Fodder Enwah, Staff Master Croegar, Desperado Mylani, Centaur Phii, Bloodbeast Rajao who is sitting, Troublemaker Drevid, Guildleader Mo, Guildleader Agonar. Obvious exits: east, south, out.

Mo asks Agonar, "Have you ANY idea the torment you thrust upon me for all these months?"

Agonar says, "It appears you were bested, but outside of that, no."

Agonar says, "Do enlighten me."

Mo says, "I've spent more time than I can remember chasing shadows, hacking through all manner of creature and plant alike."

Mo says, "I've been beaten down by the weather, slept without fire, and my feet have had wounds that would make even you cringe."

Mo asks, "And for what?"

Mo exclaims, "To chase down some kind of story!"

Enwah blinks at Mo.

Mo says, "Outside of the socalled "documentation" that Stumara has of his weaponry, I can find no trace of Telfogli."

Mo says, "Were it not for T'Kiel, I'm not sure I'd believe you that he even existed."

Mo says, "And of course, as usual, you are of no help."

Mo says, "Content to send me chasing shadows."

Mo asks Agonar, "Who in the name of the Immortals do you think you are?"

Mo spits on the ground, his anger very obvious.

Agonar says, "I told you I didn't think he was alive."

Agonar exclaims, "I told you that you were a fool for trying!"

Agonar says, "Your tantrums betray your ability to harness your trength and rage."

Agonar says, "How DARE you accuse me of ill-doing."

Agonar says, "The one time in your life you see beyond simply eating and bashing skulls, you fall victim to the follies of a child."

Mo glowers darkly at Agonar. Roletata peruses a thick leather tome.

Agonar asks, "Who do I think I am? Who do you think YOU are?"

Agonar says, "You come to my guildhall and accost me before our students."

Agonar asks, "You are their teacher, or have you forgotten that?"

Mo says, "'There you go again, the almighty Agonar. All hail."

You hear the voice of Telfogli say, "Perhaps you should both shut your mouths."

Telfogli says, "I should take you both down."

You see Legendary Hordesman Telfogli Aldergold, an Elven Barbarian. Piercing blue eyes gaze out from beneath a stern brow, which is broken at the edge by an old scar that runs from the edge of his eye and down to his square-shaped jaw. His white hair is peppered with streaks of grey, framing his angular face. Both of his well-toned arms are covered with an assortment of old scars and his lean figure speaks of many past battles. Although he is in excellent shape, he still looks quite old, even for an Elf. He is in good shape. He is holding a steel-wrapped ironwood composite bow with a braided spidersilk bowstring in his right hand. He is wearing a leather weapons belt with cast bronze medallions depicting a single Barbarian defeating an army, a leucro hide claymore sheath reinforced with dark steel buckles, some dark leather pants cinched with braided rawhide up the outer seams, a pair of worn leather traveler's boots stained with mud, a braided rawhide necklace strung with large animal fangs, a dark grey chain shirt affixed at the shoulders with linked scale pauldrons, a weathered dark brown backpack crafted from cougar skins, a tanned leather tunic lined with bloodstained leucro fur, some serpentine chain greaves, a black leather thigh quiver banded with thick dragonwood strips, a silvered chain balaclava and some well-crafted chain gloves with dark steel links.

Telfogli says, "You disgust me."

Telfogli says, "I'm neither myth nor legend."

Telfogli says, "I am the Lengendary Hordesman and, as I recall, I have as much a say in everything as the both of you."

Mo gazes at Agonar.

Agonar gazes at Mo.

Telfogli says, "You have both dishonored your posts and inso doing, disgraced me and all the other Guildleaders."

Telfogli says, "My, that certainly shut you both up."

Agonar says, "I, and I think I speak for Mo as well, are simply in awe, Legendary Hordesman Telfogli."

Agonar bows to Telfogli.

Mo nods to Agonar.

Mo bows to Telfogli.

Telfogli says, "Now, Mo, you and I must chat."

Telfogli asks, "What in the name of the Gods had you stalk me about?"

Telfogli says, "I had spent years in peace, living off the land as a content hermit and you come after me, trying to ferret me out after more tahn 100 years of peace and quiet."

Telfogli exclaims, "I've had enough!"

Telfogli says, "The fact that I am here should indicate how mad I am."

Telfogli says, "No, explain yourself, Mo."

Mo clears his throat.

Mo says, "We need your vote. The Guildleaders are at an impass for a decision."

Telfogli asks, "Your petty squabbles are what had you hunt me down like a dog?"

Telfogli says, "What is so important."

Mo says, "The undead. Lyras."

Mo says, "I had wished to take them on directly, Guildleaders at the front of the charge."

Mo asks, "Who better to take on an army than the best fighters Elanthia has to offer?"

Agonar says, "I disagreed with him. I told him that a guildleader's job is to teach the students and have them fight, not to lead a charge."

Telfogli asks, "And the others were consulted?"

Agonar says, "Even split."

Telfogli says, "I see."

Telfogli asks, "And Mo was sent to find me to settle this?"

Agonar says, "He wasn't sent. I, with all do respect, believed you dead."

Mo says, "I went on my own."

Telfogli says, "Well then."

Telfogli slowly empties his lungs.

Telfogli says, "Mo, I was remiss in felling you."

Telfogli says, "Perhaps one arrow would have sufficed, but I was frustrated and made sure there would be no more tracking."

Telfogli says, "Unfortunately, this is an easy decision to make."

Telfogli says, "I ask that all parties refrain from showing emotion with my answer. If you are truely a strong Barbarian, you will all be able to control your emotions."

Telfogli says, "Despite your relentless search, Mo, I must take the side of Agonar. The first duty of a Guildleader is that of a teacher. To gain your rank, you have proven yourself as a warrior and require no more expression of greatness to justify yourself."

Mo slowly empties his lungs.

Mo inhales a great swallow of air.

Telfogli says, "If you've done your jobs, your students will be ready to take the foe down."

Telfogli says, "If your students pass, then you must ready the next set of students."

Telfogli says, "Were there not wave after wave of student, in a matter of years, the Barbarians' Guild would cease to be."

Telfogli says, "We have not lasted over 1400 years any other way."

Telfogli says to Craxor, "Correct."

Telfogli says, "I resigned."

Telfogli says, "I feel that no Guildleader should serve more than 100 years."

Telfogli says, "Doing so decreases innovation and makes new recruits soft."

Telfogli says, "I have no desire."

Telfogli says, "I know my role within the Guild."

Telfogli says, "I think it is clear that I prefer my life of obscurity."

Telfogli says, "If, for whatever reason, a Mor Ajervir is held, I will be there."

Telfogli says, "If the Horde decides that we are to war, then I shall be at the front lines."

Telfogli says, "I will remain here tonight, though not for long."

Telfogli says, "Agonar, I assume you wish to resume your duties and not listen to me prattle on."

Agonar nods.

Mo says, "I need a drink."

Guildleader Mo climbed up a winding black-steel stairway leading upstairs. Telfogli says, "Folks, please, leave Mo be."

Telfogli says, "I will remain to chat."

Telfogli says, "Mo, resume your post and we shall chat later."

Telfogli says, "For now, is there a good room to chat? Perhaps with a fire."

Agonar says, "Antechamber."

Telfogli says, "Take me there."

Telfogli joins Rajao's group. (everyone joins Rajao)

I decide to lead the way, as Rajao followed.

[Barbarian Guild, Atrium] Pale pillars of carved ashen granite surge upwards, encircling and supporting a large globular chandelier. The golden light accentuates the carvings and bathes the atrium in brilliance. You also see a small sign hung above a curtained archway, a winding black-steel stairway, some swinging double doors and a flame-shaped opening. Obvious exits: south.

[Barbarian Guild, Antechamber] Granite benches divide the room into a central square surrounded by a wide onyx-floored walkway. Within the square, a pillar of twisting flames roar up from a wrought-iron brazier with the commanding vigor of a berserker's rage. Banners and tapestries depicting fierce battle scenes line the antechamber's walls. You also see a dark oak rack with some stuff on it and a flame-shaped opening. Obvious exits: none.

Bloodbeast Rajao's group came through a flame-shaped opening.

Telfogli takes a seat.

Craxor says, "Nice to be rid o those wagglers."

Phii says, "You did a number on Mo's back."

Telfogli says, "To be fair to him, he had no idea it was going to happen."

Telfogli says, "So, I assume questions abound."

Phii says, "Mo went through a lot of trouble to find you. But, that is not the worst of his abscence."

Phii asks, "Did you know his brother is in charge of his Guildhall?"

Drevid says, "I would love to hear of some of your adventures."

Drevid nods.

Telfogli says, "I did not know he had a brother."

Telfogli says, "I didn't know who Mo was."

Phii says, "Mo got all the good looks, if you can believe that."

You ask, "Have you seen an enemy like this one in the past - the undead?"

Telfogli says, "I followed you all after his death."

Telfogli says, "The undead pose a large threat. Perhaps the greatest faced in ages."

Telfogli says, "You will all need to be ready."

Telfogli says, "I assume you have all died for the cause."

Drevid says, "They have trained us well."

Craxor says, "Many times."

Drevid nods.

Enwah says, "Yes i have."

You say, "As long as one of us are still breathing, they will fall."

Phii says, "AND broken several nails."

Telfogli says, "That is what I was hoping to hear."

Phii makes an ostentatious display of the gauntlets that she's wearing.

Drevid chuckles at Phii.

Enwah says, "I've broken my back several times."

Enwah says, "Some arms."

Enwah chuckles.

Telfogli says, "It is the Barbarian who refuses to continue to die who has failed their duty."

Phii says, "I think that is why Mo is so confused."

Craxor says to Telfogli, "Mo...and many of us were hopin you'd have some insight on how to defeat the undead and the demon leadin em."

Telfogli says, "He has the right to be confused."

Telfogli says, "Mo is a certain kind of Barbarian. Perhaps one of the best kind."

Telfogli asks, "How long was he gone?"

Craxor says, "6 months? more."

You say, "A very long time."

Enwah says, "Agreed."

Enwah nods to you.

Telfogli says, "Mo seems very sure of himself. I like that."

You flash a wide grin.

Craxor says, "He was also very sure of you."

Phii asks, "What have you been doing all these long years?"

Phii peers quizzically at Telfogli.

Phii says, "I think it unlikely that any of us were even alive when you led Steel Claw Clan."

Telfogli says, "I've been simply living off the land."

Phii asks, "Do you train?"

Telfogli says, "From time to time, I'd venture to cities in hiding, seeing wha tthe Horde has been doing."

Telfogli says, "I've no need to train."

Enwah asks, "What do you think is capable of beating lyras?"

Phii furrows her brow.

Phii says, "I'd have hoped you'd be out there developing new techniques for the guild."

Telfogli says, "Dedication."

You ask, "You mentioned the Barbarian Guild has been around for 1,400 years. You seem to know of the origins of the guild, could you explain how the guild came to be?"

Craxor smiles at you.

Rajao says to you, "I'd like to hear that story, too."

Craxor says, "As would I."

You nod.

Telfogli says, "It spawned from the inter-clan battles."

You say, "And I believe every guildmember here appreciates your thoughts on understanding our beginnings so that we may 'innovate' ourselves."

You listen intently to the sounds around you.

Telfogli says, "Though the clans battled relentlessly, some warriors noticed that magic was taking less of a toll on them."

Telfogli says, "It didn't matter the clan."

Craxor angles his ears forward in curiosity.

Telfogli says, "When these warriors began to realize this, arrangements started to be made to meet outside of clan settings, deep in the wilderness."

Telfogli says, "Though many did not speak the same languages, there was a common understanding."

Telfogli says, "It wasn't without problems, to be sure, but they knew there was something special about them."

Telfogli says, "This is why I believe some people are born to be Barbarains."

Telfogli says, "These collections of non-related warriors were called hordes."

Telfogli says, "Some even left their clans to spend their time with their horde."

Telfogli says, "Well, after a good deal of time, the hordes decided to merge. This, mind you, took hundreds of years."

You ask, "Were you or a family member part of this horde?"

Telfogli says, "I was not."

Telfogli says, "The Horde was formed 745 years before Lanival."

Guildleader Mo came through a flame-shaped opening.

You stand back up.

Rajao beams at Mo!

Clamping a fist around Mo's forearm, you pull him heartily toward you in a bone-crushing Barbarian greeting.

Enwah grabs Mo's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes him violently, greeting him like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Mo takes a seat.

You sit down.

Davafro Vayato Craxor came through a flame-shaped opening.

Craxor gets a mug of Toggish ale from inside his oilcloth rucksack.

Craxor offers Mo a mug of Toggish ale.

Phii grabs Mo's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes him violently, greeting him like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Mo leans against the wall, clearly unhappy.

Mo taps a mug of Toggish ale that he is holding.

Phii nods amiably at Mo.

Mo guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Mo takes a bite of the turkey.

Craxor says to Mo, "Double fist it."

Enwah grins at Craxor.

Telfogli says, "Amusingly, little has changed since the Horde."

Telfogli says, "There was a Chieftain which was the strongest of all the Chieftains from the time of hordes."

Telfogli says, "Those who were not chosen to lead the Horde served as advisors to the Chieftain."

Drevid pats Mo on the back.

Telfogli says, "What is different is that any hordesman could challenge anyone in a position of power and, should they have won in combat, take that seat of power."

Enwah nods to Telfogli.

Telfogli says, "Obviously, this meant there was a lot of fighting."

You chuckle.

Enwah chuckles.

Craxor takes a sip of his ale.

Craxor says to Mo, "Ya keep poutin I willfind a diaper."

Craxor takes a sip of his ale.

Enwah glances at Craxor.

Mo fixes Craxor with a heavy, ponderous stare.

Enwah says, "Dont talk like that."

Enwah glowers darkly at Craxor.

Mo says, "Keep pesterign adn I'll put you in a shallow grave."

You say, "Craxor, show respect to your guildleader."

Drevid says, "If ya kill him I get the ears."

Drevid winks at Mo.

Telfogli says, "This structure lasted for over 500 years before the idea of making an official Guild took hold."

Enwah says, "Yes show him the respect he deserved. he walked all over tryin to find telfogli."

Craxor says, "Ok no ya don't Drev...and also hush cause its cause o who he is I won't accept pouting."

You ask, "What was the reason behind the making of the official Barbarian Guild?"

Telfogli says, "They theory was that centralized training would benefit all."

You give a slight nod.

Telfogli says, "Zoluren was the first seat, with the last leader of the Horde, Garzzok Irt, taking role as the first Guildleader."

Telfogli says, "Rumor has it that his remains are somewhere in the Dwarven lands."

Mo guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Mo lets loose with a loud belch and rubs his belly!

Mo accepts Craxor's Toggish ale.

Craxor takes a sip of his ale.

Mo guzzles down some of his ale and then smacks his lips and wipes them with his sleeve.

Craxor smiles at Mo.

Enwah asks, "What race was he?"

Telfogli says, "Eventually the Guild grew into what it is today."

Telfogli says, "Human."

Telfogli says, "I know not how he died."

Telfogli says, "Nebi Grag, a Dwarf, took over upon his death."

Drevid asks, "Did the holding of the guildleader's chair for 100 years start with you?"

Drevid peers quizzically at Telfogli.

Telfogli nods.

Telfogli says, "It isn't a rule."

Craxor says to Mo, "Ya moping is not overly complimentary."

Telfogli says, "It is simply my opinion."

Drevid asks, "Do you expect others to follow?"

Mo says, "I ain't moping. I ain't got nothing to say."

Telfogli says, "I think it would be a good idea for them to."

Drevid nods to Telfogli.

Telfogli says, "Though, if T'Kiel and Stumara choose to see it differently, that is their right."

Telfogli asks, "What else?"

Rajao asks Telfogli, "Why isn't-- how come none of this is recorded anywhere?"

Mo asks Telfogli, "You understand my frustration, yes?"

Telfogli nods to Mo.

Telfogli says, "I applaud your efforts, I simply disagree. My opinion wouldn't matter if one of the others had agreed with you."

Phii says, "Not all Barbarians are as scholarly as Tusfaov. The stylus isn't often chosen over the sword."

Kaspyn asks, "What would happen to a guild leader who chooses to abandon their post and lead us to battle?"

Rajao frowns at Phii.

Telfogli says, "Given the recent decision, he'd likely lose his post for good."

Kaspyn nods.

Telfogli says, "The decision that was made today is as good as law."

Enwah asks, "Would he be welcomed back if he lead us to victory?"

Telfogli says, "Into the fold, absolutely. He wouldn't be begrudged his decision."

Telfogli says, "To fight is to have honor."

You ask, "Have you noticed in your battles over time an enemy that has risen from the dead?"

Telfogli says, "The only way he could regain his seat would be for a chang eof opinion by the Guildleaders and Legendary Hordesmen."

Telfogli says, "I've seen it before, yes."

Craxor asks Telfogli, "Although ya likely gonna hurt me again....isn't leading a fight o yer guild then honorable?"

Telfogli says to Craxor, "It is indeed."

You ask, "What manuevers did you use to defeat this enemy for good?"

Drevid says, "I must take my leave, but it was an honor to have met you legendary hoardsman."

Telfogli says, "But it also isn't the job they've taken over."

Drevid says, "I look forward to seeing you back at the guild Mo."

Clamping a fist around Drevid's forearm, you pull him heartily toward you in a bone-crushing Barbarian greeting.

Mo nods to Drevid.

Drevid snaps to attention and hails Telfogli with a crisp hand salute.

Craxor asks Telfogli, "But what better way to teach then to lead?"

Drevid snaps to attention and hails Mo with a crisp hand salute.

Drevid clamps his fist around your forearm and hauls you over for a merciless Barbarian greeting. You return the compliment, the satisfying sensation of sinew crunching in your grip.

Drevid grabs Phii's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes her violently, greeting her like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Phii grabs Drevid's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes him violently, greeting him like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Drevid grabs Craxor's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes him violently, greeting him like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Drevid waves.

Craxor grabs Drevid's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes him violently, greeting him like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Telfogli says, "You can't gain anything from watching me."

Telfogli says, "You can only gain by doing."

Drevid ambles off, looking decidedly tired and ready for rest.

Phii says, "The Legendary Hordesman has the advantage of an objective opinion. I would not meddle with that."

Telfogli says, "If we are both in battle, you can't learn. you're too busy fighting."

Craxor says, "So if we all do....guild leaders included we are stronger as a whole."

Phii says, "We benefit by his position as it is."

Telfogli says, "I don't disagree that we are stronger."

Telfogli says, "I agree with Mo, on one point."

Telfogli says, "I think if all the Guildleaders, all the hordesmen - that's you all - and myself took the field, we would stand a chance."

Telfogli says, "But that isn't the point."

Telfogli says, "The Guildleaders would betray their sacred duty to teach new recruits."

Telfogli says, "If Lyras has something up her... whatever... which wiped us all out, that would be the end of us all. No more Barbarians' Guild."

You say to Mo, "We will not let you down."

You say to Mo, "I promise."

Mo says to Telfogli, "I can appreciat ethat point."

Telfogli nods to Mo.

Phii says, "Our Guildleaders sacrifice much to lead us."

Telfogli says, "I knew you would."

Telfogli smiles.

Rajao says, "Teachers. Not commanders. Got it."

Rajao rubs her head.

Telfogli says, "You all gain more by learning how to survive than you do by watching me run drills."

Craxor says to Telfogli, "But what if a few not all Guild leaders joined the cause....a separation so to speak."

Telfogli asks, "So, what if only half of them betrayed their sacred duty?"

You say, "We've learned a great deal from your guidance over the years, Mo. Through any weapon we can wield or through our very presence, we will overcome our enemies."

Craxor nods to Telfogli.

Telfogli says, "Being a Guildleader is a commitment."

Telfogli says, "They all know that going in."

Telfogli says, "I almost turned my appointment down."

Craxor says, "So is defending life."

Telfogli says, "Then go do it."

Telfogli asks, "Why do you need Mo at your side?"

Phii says, "To hold my hand of course."

Craxor smirks.

Telfogli says, "You're trained to take care of yourself."

Phii appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Craxor says to Telfogli, "Was thinking morelike you at my side since your retired."

Telfogli chuckles.

Telfogli says, "Who knows, perhaps I will."

Phii asks, "I am curious, Hordesman. How was Guildleader Nebi chosen?"

Telfogli says, "I'm not sure."

Phii asks, "Do you suppose they still fought it out?"

Enwah says, "Would definitely be the battle of the century."

Telfogli says, "My guess is that he killed Garzzok."

Telfogli chuckles.

Craxor says to Telfogli, "I look forward to that honor to see battle along side you."

You ask, "It has been rumored, Legendary Hordesman, that you are able to blend into the shadows. Is there any advanced training you had done to meet this feat beyond practicing the art of hiding?"

Telfogli says, "There are a number of rumors about me."

Telfogli chuckles.

You grin.

Craxor says, "Yeah ya were dead."

Craxor laughs!

Telfogli says, "I choose not to disspell them because I enjoy them. Or perhaps they're true."

Rajao says, "There are rumors about me too, but none of them are that awesome."

Rajao gazes off into the distance.

Craxor says to Rajao, "Sheep don't lie."

Rajao grins crookedly.

Telfogli says, "I believe one I heard was that I'd learned to fly."

Telfogli says, "If I could fly, I'd never have been cornered by Mo."

Telfogli smirks.

You say, "That was probably started by a mage, to be honest."

Mo says, "At least I would have seen you."

Craxor chuckles.

Enwah chuckles.

Telfogli says, "You did have me pressed up against a ledge, you know."

Phii gets a black companion slate from inside her traveler's pack.

Craxor says, "A flyin elf wouldbe hard tomiss."

Mo says, "Your heavy footfalls gave me enough warning, though."

Phii makes a disgusting grunting noise.

Telfogli says, "My heavy footfalls."

Telfogli gazes at Mo.

Rajao says to Mo, "You're one to talk about heavy footfalls."

Craxor chortles softly at some secret joke.

Rajao flashes a wide grin at Mo.

Mo says, "I heard the rocks falling and knew I was close to a ledge. Wasn't about to not see it and fall down it."

Telfogli says, "You're a strange man."

Enwah chuckles.

Klahtok grins.

Phii says, "This is a rare chance for me to hear some guild history and I'll not miss it."

Phii leans forward.

Phii says, "Go on."

Craxor says, "Eu the stories I will have to tell T'kiel when next I seek her."

Phii taps a black companion slate that she is holding.

Klahtok nods at Phii, obviously agreeing with her views.

Phii says, "Tusfaov is going to be furious he missed this meeting."

Craxor nods to Phii.

Telfogli says, "Unless there are more questions, I will be off."

Phii matter-of-factly says, "It is I who shall transcribe it into record."

Craxor says to Phii, "Jot it down in duplicate for him."

Rajao says to Telfogli, "I have one."

Telfogli nods.

Rajao asks, "What's the biggest mistake you see young warriors make?"

Craxor asks Telfogli, "One question....dance or serk?"

Phii says to Rajao, "Listening to a class without carefully knowing what it is."

Phii gives a slight nod.

You ask Telfogli, "Might you know how the guild came up with the perfect nature of being one with your mind, body and soul?"

Enwah grins.

Telfogli says to Rajao, "Underestimating their enemy."

Rajao asks, "Do you think we are underestimating Lyras, then?"

Telfogli says, "I couldn't say."

Enwah asks, "Telfogli will you ever be back, or is this a one time thing to see us?"

Telfogli says, "I would say that I wouldn't consider anything at all impossible with her."

Craxor says, "Lyras is the vessel not the power."

Craxor takes a sip of his ale.

Telfogli says, "As for the berserk or dance question, I prefer dances. I perfer complete focus in my fighting."

Craxor smiles.

Phii asks, "Have you any other tidbits of our history you'd like us to pass on?"

Telfogli says, "As for the focus of being one whole fighter, I don't know."

Telfogli says, "It was how I was taught."

You nod.

Telfogli says, "I don't think I will be around often, know."

Telfogli lets loose a hackign cough.

Telfogli says, "..knowing that there are a number of Guildleaders with years of experience."

Phii gives a slight nod.

Telfogli says, "That said, I promise not to be SO hard to find and to remain attentive to goings on."

Craxor says to Telfogli, "If your travels find you in Ilithi, look me up and I will buy a ale or 10 for a conversation."

You say, "Thank you."

Telfogli says, "As for history, I have too much for one sitting."

Telfogli says, "I will try and write some down in the future."

Rajao says, "Oh, please do."

Craxor smiles.

Telfogli says, "Or at the very least, convey it to others."

You nod to Telfogli.

Enwah asks, "Telfogli where can we find you if we need to speak to you?"

Phii says, "That would be greatly appreciated."

Telfogli says, "You won't find me, I will find you."

Telfogli says, "Again, don't expect me to be a regular at your tea parties."

Craxor asks, "Ale parties?"

You say, "We appreciated your time, Legendary Hordesman."

Phii says, "Should you turn around and find an arrow sticking out between your shoulder blades, he has found you."

Telfogli says, "Some of the young folks, I don't know...."

You snicker at Phii.

Mo tries to stand and fails.

Craxor tries to pull Mo to his feet, but cannot.

Mo stands up.

Phii chortles softly at some secret joke.

You say, "That's okay, we don't know either, to be honest."

Phii says, "Too much ale, Guildleader."

Phii grins at Mo.

Phii stands up.

Telfogli says to Mo, "Mo, I admire your dedication."

Telfogli says to Mo, "I think you're a fine example of a good Guildleader. May time serve you well."

Mo asks, "Just yell before you shoot next time?"

You grin.

Telfogli says, "Deal."

Mo bows to Telfogli.

You say, "Mo, if you have a moment. I apologize, but I've been meaning to ask you.."

Enwah says, "Telfogli was an honor meeting you." > Mo says, "I will remain briefly before going back to Les."

You ask, "What does that tattoo on your scalp symbolize, if anything?"

Klahtok says to Telfogli, "Indeed it was."

Telfogli stands up.

Phii bows to Telfogli.

Legendary Hoardsman Telfogli went through a flame-shaped opening.

Phii asks Mo, "Do you return to your Guild now?"

Mo says, "The tattoo is a very long story I don't wish to get into at the moment, but it has to do with my horde of the past."

Klahtok says to Mo, "I'm young, but have learned much from your brother, it's an honor to meet you."

You nod to Mo.

Klahtok bows to Mo.

You say, "Another time, perhaps."

Mo nods to you.

Mo says, "I'm to return to Riverhaven now, yes."

You say, "Do not lose hope, Guildleader. You have done well to bring many excellent fighters through your ranks."

Davafro Vayato Craxor went through a flame-shaped opening.

You say, "We will not disappoint."

Phii flashes a wide grin.

Mo says, "I feel a bit better after listening to him."

Mo says, "Clearly, we all have much to learn."

Enwah nods at Mo, obviously agreeing with his views.

You nod.

Phii says, "He is a master tactician. I believe he chooses well for us."

You say, "I agree."

Enwah says, "I agree."

Mo says, "Let us hope."

Phii grabs Mo's forearm in a vise-like grip and shakes him violently, greeting him like a long-lost Barbarian sibling.

Mo asks, "I'm exhausted. Would someone mind escourting me?"

(We escort Mo back to the Riverhaven Barbarian Guild)

Les towers over you, his beady eyes the only recognizable feature of his disfigured face. His malformed mouth is perpetually scowling, a short chain of saliva hanging from the corner of his lips. Hundreds of scars cut across the dusky green skin of his enormous frame. The four mangled fingers of his right hand clutch a crude iron-banded club, which he occassionally slaps against his other hand. Clad in only a tattered pair of brocade trousers, the raised brand of an "7" can be clearly seen on his chest. Dispite all of his deformities, Les seems fit and on edge, ready for battle.

The Barbarian Guildleader Les exclaims, "Brother!"

You ask, "What of your brother, Guildleader Mo? Where is he to go?"

The Barbarian Guildleader Les says, "Home"

Your body is mostly dry now.

[Barbarian Guild, Interior] Puddles merge across the floor where rainwater seeps from a sodden thatched roof, leaking winter after winter despite the guild's half-hearted efforts at a permanent lodging. The summer months offer little respite from the moisture, trapped inside by walls of river rock and denied the sun's drying heat. Still, the Barbarians here could care less, lounging about on wooden benches with all the pomp of noble knights in a king's court. You also see the Barbarian Guildleader Les, a dark oak rack with some stuff on it, a high-quality vellum stretched between two pairs of iron gauntlets and a wide stone arch. Also here: Cyris, Staff Master Croegar, Bloodbeast Rajao, Battle Eye Klahtok, Centaur Phii, Cannon Fodder Enwah, Guildleader Mo. Obvious exits: out.

You lean against a dark oak rack.

Cyris casually observes the area.

Mo says, "Les, I'm offically taking back my title."

Hordesman Les says, "Was fun."

Phii says, "Too bad there's not enough room for the both of yous."

You ask, "Do you live in Riverhaven, Les?"

Hordesman Les says, "No."

You ask, "Or back in Outer Hibarnvhidar?"

You ponder.

Hordesman Les says, "I like fish in south."

Hordesman Les says, "Can't tell where."

Hordesman Les says, "Secret fish hole."

You nod to Hordesman Les.

Mo grins.

Phii chortles softly at some secret joke.

Enwah says, "Fishermens secret."

Klahtok says, "Les, You're the only guildleader I've ever known and it's been an honor. I hope our paths cross again some day."

Hordesman Les says, "You done good."

Klahtok smiles.

Hordesman Les smiles.

Klahtok says, "Thanks, means a lot."

Hordesman Les asks, "I go home now?"

Mo nods to Hordesman Les.

Cannon Fodder Enwah just arrived.

Mo says, "Take care, my brother. Thank you."

You say, "Take care, Les."