Trevelian: *smiles and offers his arm again* My pleasure. *nods* He does seem a rather active lad...

Tynx: WRONG with you? How do you know that's not what half-elves look like? There only one of you. So maybe that's how half-elves look. Nothing WRONG with you, Tinsley.

Mordir: Uh-huh.... Blindly following someone doesn't usually end well. Whether or not he knows what he's doing. Understanding what he's doing might help you carry out your orders more efficiently. If he's decided to raise poodles to invade your world, not understanding the motives behind an order could end with you killing the poodles.

And he thinks I'm weird.

Mordir: *To Abigail* I fail to se the hilarity, but alright.

Chayn: *Looks at Lajh* Perhaps you will grow wings one day. Like Guilo.

Lillian: They probably wouldn't. But they left the forest, we think. Gabe's probably in a prison cell somewhere.

Tynx: *To Tanner* Okay. Sorry.

Chayn: *Puts down her cow* They never knew what was coming.

Mordir: Where did you find a cow?

Timothy: Does the prison have cameras? I bet we could sneak in if there aren't any cameras.

Tanner: It's alright, buddy. You didn't know... *starts pulling feathers out of the turkeys*

Breindel: *accepts his help again* that he is. A little bit spastic sometimes...

Tinsley: Tynx! *points to her left eye* this eye doesn't work! *taps the side of her head* sometimes this doesn't work either! It's not supposed to happen.

Lajh: What's a poodle?

Simperer: What men do not understand they scorn. You can't see it, Mordir. My lord has been planning this for eons! Do you think it is the place of mortals to doubt such intellect?

Trevelian: There was a time I had four brothers, myself, so I well understand.

Tanner: *to Simperer* Dude, if mortals are good for anything it's doubting. That's what got my people where they are today. Poking, prodding, analyzing, and the courage to always ask why. *keeps trying to pluck the turkeys*

Trevelian: Would you like a hand?

Tanner: *hands Trevelian a turkey*

Trevelian: *begins skinning the bird instead of plucking it*

Breindel: four? My goodness...you must have had many adventures...

Simperer: *about to respond to Tanner when he pales visibly* *immediately drops to one knee, head bent*

*a chilling, tangible sense of evil floods over General Conversation* *the wind picks up, and icy ash begins swirling around in a tight vortex, spinning faster and condensing until it forms a man dressed in crimson and violet. He carries no weapon. His shoulder-length blond hair is tied in a low ponytail. However, his most striking feature are his scarlet eyes. The irises are brilliant red like lasers, and the "white"of his eye is a deeper scarlet* *the sense of wickedness increases as he solidifies, casting his cruel gaze around the room*

Breindel: *screams and clings to Trevelain, crying* Hide me!!!

Alastair: *does something similar to a scared-hobbit scoot backwards, eyes large as saucers* *panting, on the verge of a panic attack*

Lajh: *makes a strange face as though he is unsure if he should fear, or be drawn to him*

Tinsley: *backs away, resting her hand on Kimirri's hilt* whhh--what...?

Jaegar: *smirks* What a greeting... *clicks tongue*

Lillian: I don't think they do. Technology in Allare is lacking. It's all medieval over there.



Tynx: *Nudges Tanner's arm comfortingly before turning to Tinsley* Tinsley! You don't know that either! Maybe there's a half-elf guy out there for you, and when you two have little half-elf babies, they'll be beautiful. Maybe it just takes a first generation for the world to adjust to the change.

Lillian: A poodle is a type of poofy dog, Lajh. A rather girly kind of dog.

Mordir: I scorn nothing. I question your lord's sanity if he's been around for eons planning whatever it is he's doing. Typically people who live a long time aren't all-

Tynx: *Shivers* Wow who left the door open?! Why's it-WHOA!!! *Jumps back as Jaegar appears*

Mordir: *Looks up sharply. He visibly stiffens*

Lillian: *Stands slowly* Is he a friend of yours?

Mordir: Mine? Pfft, no.

Chayn: *Snarls at Jaegar, wrapping her tail around Alace and lowering her wings around him*

Trevelian: Yes, they and my eldest sister were very drawn to mischief.

Tanner: *drops his turkey* *can't help but lock eyes with Jaegar* *looks ready to be sick*

Trevelian: *also drops his turkey*

Me: So much for a happy little Thanksgiving in Gen Con... *glares at Jaegar*

Trevelian: *wraps one arm around Breindel with his other hand apprehensively on his claymore hilt* *jaw sets and scarred eye twitches*

Timothy: *bites his lip and steps between Jaegar and Tinsley and Lajh, unfurling his draconian wings to fill the space*

Jaegar: *narrows his eyes at Tanner, a cruel smile turning up the corners of his lips* here we have the captain of the Leviathans. Anything wrong, sir? *chuckles; shifts his gaze to Chayn* Ah, the fearless dragon. *drills his stare into her wing-tent* You need not put yourself in harm's way. You can hide him, but he can still sense me. *there is a tremulous moan from Alastair, confirming the fact* *Jaegar's red irises flick to Timothy* You think you can save them? Your pathetic expression of self-sacrifice, throwing yourself between a god and two worthless mortal lives, is most amusing. *hissing* I. Still. Sense. Your. Fear. *he strides to Mordir* And here is Death. *bows theatrically* I must say, from the input I received I was expecting someone more...more...*shakes his head in disgust* *glances at the Simperer* you let this knock you unconscious?

Simperer: *straightens up in a rigid "at attention"* yes sir.

Jaegar: Fool...*twitches a finger* *the Simperer's eyes suddenly pulse a dull red; he begins trembling in agony* *Jaegar turns back to Mordir* Give me the knife.

Breindel: *shaking violently* I--I can't breathe...I can't...*faints*

Tanner: *looks like he didn't hear anything Jaegar said, but breaks out in cold sweat*

Timothy: *closes his wings* *turns his back to Jaegar* *reopens them* ...The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want... He maketh me to lie down in green pastures...

Trevelian: *catches Breindel and lays her out on the grass* *brushes her hair out of her face* *looks somewhere between concern and rage*

Jaegar: *sharp glance at Timothy, singeing the tip of his wing with his stare* Stop. That.

Lajh:...what is that?

Breindel: *eyes flutter open* *she coughs, feebly fanning a hand in front of her mouth & nose, as if to clear away toxic fumes* *points to Jaegar, then to her throat, shaking her head* *choking and gasping weakly, she mouths,* he's....too close.......too evil....my ...Key........I .... can't..... breathe......*her reflective silver eyes catch the light like a mirror as they roll back into her head*

Chayn: *Snarls. Her back spikes rise higher until they've reached their limit. Wisps of steaming toxic gas curl from her nostrils (not enough to harm anyone, though)* I would put myself in harm's way a hundred times over if it meant keeping little ones safe from sewer scum like you.

Tynx: *Voice is high with fright* Oh yeah, let's all go ahead and insult the freaky vampire god! Because that won't get us all killed.

Mordir: *Mouth twitches in a smile as Jaegar bows, then eyes narrow* Why? Mocking me is not wise, even for a self-claimed god. *Glances at Simperer* My opinion of you isn't improved by your mockery.

Tynx: Seriously?! We're all just gonna taunt him?!

Lillian: *Takes a step forward* Leave them alone, Jaegar.

Tynx: Oh for all the stars!

Jaegar: *to Chayn* Go on. Do more, I'm rather enjoying the show. I haven't seen that type of power in a long while. *grins at Tynx* the little one's reaction is more accurate for the occasion. *to Mordir* Oh, I shouldn't mock you? *leans in slightly* Why? What will you do? *as one hand shifts into a black, ashy clawed hand, his voice deepens to a wicked growl* You have no idea what you're up against. Give me the knife, or I will take it from your corpse. *he digs his claw slightly into Mordir's collarbone (and if he isn't a Christian, then Jaegar is very torturously sucking the life out of him)*

Chayn: I will eat you.

Chayn!

Chayn: What? He's asking for it.

Tynx: *Shrinks back at being spoken to*

So much for being a brave guardian, buddy.

Mordir: I'm capable of a lot. It may- *Winces and cries out in pain, trying to back away*

Lillian: You're hurting him!

Mordir: *His legs nearly give out. Shaking, he tosses the knife toward the chanting Timothy* Go fetch.

Tynx: Am I supposed to do something?!

*Sticks Tynx in with Alace until Tynx can grow a spine*

Tynx: Oi!

Jaegar; *to Chayn* I'd like to see you try. *quirks an eyebrow at Mordir* Thank you. *waits a few more seconds before releasing him. His arm then morphs into a swirling column of ash, which snakes to the dagger, retrieves it, and materializes back into Jaegar's arm* *he stares at it, runs his finger down the edge, turns out over, and runs his finger down the other edge* hmm. I know this compound. *stares at the dagger until it disintegrates* much better.

Alastair: Tynx! what's going on out there? Jaegar just had a power surge!

Timothy: *flinches a little* ...He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul, He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake...

Trevelian: *barks over the noise* Chayn, fly! *lifts Breindel* She needs to get away. I'll look after the boy.

Enya:

Me: You can do better than that, can't you?

Enya: Yes, I suppose so. Hello, all.

Me: This is Enya.

Enya:

Cameron: Hi, everyone. *bows*

Enya (whispering to Cameron): Who's that? (referring to Jaegar)

Cameron: *eyes widen* I don't know. . . quite scary.

Enya: *stares*

Cameron: I'll protect you! *whilst trembling in fear*

Me:

Chayn: My pleasure- *Stops as Trevelian speaks. Glares at Jaegar* I will eat you later, if the rest haven't killed you already. *Takes Breindel gently in her claws and flies off*

Tynx: *To Alastair* Uh, well. Everyone's kind of losing it. Mordir's being stupid and not giving him a dagger and now Jaegar's hurting him. Kitra's characters are being very brave, I think. Lilly's about to go ballistic, I think, and Aris's NB and her characters are here! Hi Enya and Cameron!

NB and company be here! Yay!

Mordir: *Cries out again in pain, and drop to his knees, gasping, and pushes away Lilly as she tries to help. Looks up at the knife disentigrates* No, please- *Stares as it disappears*

Lillian: *Straightens* What'd you do that for?

Chayn: *Lands far from the danger and sets Breindel down. Nudges her gently* Little one?

Trevelian: *fills in the space between Jaegar and Alastair*

Enya: (sits alone in corner, fire cupped in her palms) (smiles at Tynx)

Cameron: Oh, hello, Tynx. How are you?

me: This is Sam, my other character.

Sam: Hey, all! (walks over to Tynx) So you're one of Aris' characters, hmmm? I've heard she can be pretty cruel to her characterws. Not as cruel as Abigail, though.

me: Sam, be nice.

(*peeks in shyly*)

Jaegar: *to Lilly, almost condescendingly* I can't have him try to use it again, now can I? *clicks his tongue in amusement* you dislike the fact that I remove privileges from disobedient mortals? *locks eyes with Mordir* Death looks ready to have an emotional breakdown. *smirks* *to the Simperer* I expected his pain tolerance to be higher. ...oh yes. *twitches his index finger again, releasing him*

Simperer: *eyes return to normal, though he is white as a sheet* *doesn't make a sound*

Jaegar: ...Newcomers. *looks them up and down dismissively* You'll protect her? If I wanted her, boy, you would be dead already.

Breindel: *slowly stops trembling and opens her eyes, breathing deeply* *whispering* thank you, Chayn. *a red key on a chain around her neck has fallen from hiding in her tunic to shine on the grass; she grips it tightly*

Jaegar: *sees Enya* hmm....a fire manipulator. Very, very interesting. *walks over to her* A pleasant surprise, to be sure. Not everyone here is as weak as I first thought.

Alastair: *looks up at Trevelain*

Jaegar: *glances at Trevelain* you can't protect him. It's a beautiful example of sacrifice, though. A-- *glares venomously at Timothy* STOP IT!! *looks about ready to pounce on him*

Me: I am cruel to them. I take pride in it. O.O Annwylllllll join usssssssss!

Trevelian: *starts to say something*

Tanner: *struggles to snap out of whatever he was in* *still shakes and sweats a bit* *laughs feebly* Since when do your kind understand beauty? *avoids Jaegar's eyes*

Trevelian: *looks over to Timothy*

Timothy: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death: I will fear no evil, for thou art with me; thy rod and they staff they comfort me...

Trevelian: *to Alastair* If you know of any proper god in your world, it seems it may be wiser to call on him than to react.

Enya: (looks up in surprise at Jaegar) What do you know of fire and ice? for I would assume my kind are not in your world. I am part nature spirit. They rule in fairness and truth over the beautiful land. Though I suppose you wouldn't know about fairness or truth, would you?

Tynx: *To Cameron* I'm doing alright. Not sure what's going on, though. Jaegar's kinda creepy. *To Sam* Haha, yeah, she can be. But she loves us.

Annwyl! Join us!

Lillian: *Stares hard at Jaegar* Sure, but hurting him isn't the way to so it.

Mordir: *Glares at Jaegar* You've destroyed something that means a lot to me. I don't have emotional breakdowns unless someone I love has died. You have made Death very angry. *Glance at the Simperer* I was right about your lord. He's a lunatic. I told you people who love a long time start to lose it.



Chayn: *Nudges Breindel's arm* Rest, little one. You are safe now. *Looks at the key* What token is this?

Jaegar: *to Enya* Oh I see. You're a mongrel witch. *pats her head, allowing frost to creep down her fiery hair* *to Tanner* Why not look me in the eye, Tanner? Do you fear the memories you will find there? A forest, or a strange monster,? *quietly* A gun, perhaps? A corpse? *smiles to show his fangs* *blinks and strides to Timothy, stopping a few feet away* brave effort. *remorsefully*. If only your brother were alive to see you put faith in action. ...*stares back at Lillian* the little girl on an adventure standing up for the grown man. *smiles at Mordir* *pats his head* why can Death not save his loved ones from... himself? If that is your reasoning, Mordir, then her death --which hurt you so terribly --is your fault.

Simperer: You're the one on your knees. *simpers*

Breindel: it...it's my Key. I'm a Keywielder. It's why...I can't be around Jaegar. Only the Twelfth can come near or destroy him.

Alastair: ... Esh Okhlah!

Jaegar: *whirls on his heel*

Lillian: *Glares daggers* I'll stand up for anyone who's being bullied by a jerk.

Mordir: *Flinches back* Yes, it was my fault. I don't know why I can't save them. So if I can't save people, death is what I turn to. *Tries to get to his feet* But those I still have I will protect with every breath I still breathe. *Glances at Simperer* Yes, well, I nearly died here.

Chayn: I see. *Blows warm air at Breindel soothingly* You needn't fear him, little one. From what I understand, your God is stronger than he.

Trevelian: Yes, that seems to have struck a chord... Don't lose sight of that for all our sake.

Tanner: *forces himself to stare into Jaegar's eyes before Jaegar turns away* Then he and the shadow were involved... and the shadow tried to kill me twice. ...so I couldn't get revenge.

Timothy: Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over...

Tanner: *tackles Jaegar and begins trying to beat him up*

Jaegar: I will tell you why. Because you a worthless, weak man. Death and pain are always your fault. You're a troublemaker, a wanderer, a low man of poor reputation and filthy work. You are nothing! *his eyes glow brilliant scarlet*

Breindel: Ahhhhh... ... thank you...I I try not to fear him...by after all the things he had done to me. .*quickly* oh, yes, He is, but the Key makes darkness and I incompatible.

Alastair: okay...okay...um...

Jaegar: *allows Tanner to bring him down before dissipating and rematerializing on top of him* *presses a claw against Tanner's collarbone* fool...

Enya: (quickly moves) (hair becomes bright and fiery again)

Sam: Yeah... no matter how cruel our authors are, they're all the same - they love us to death, man.

me:

Mordir: *Eyes cloud with pain*

Lillian: That isn't true!

Mordir: Yes it is, lass. My occupation is anything but honorable. I may be good at what I do. But I can do nothing more.

*Hugs her assassin* Is this one big sceme to get me to 'redeem' Mordir and make him good? 'Cause it's working.

Mordir: *Shoves me away* I may be a troublemaker, worthless, and a low man. But I. Am. Not. Weak. *Jumps at Jaegar when he (Jaegar) pins Tanner down* Just because I can't save the ones I care for doesn't mean I've stopped trying.

Uhhh... *Tries to connect logic between that and his occupation*

Mordir: Don't. Just don't.

Chayn: Understandable. It's hard to forget the scars. But, why is the Twelfth Bearer able to withstand him?

Tynx: XD Yeah. And usually the cruelty is supposed to help the story.

Mordir: ...

Tynx: Except Mordir. I think Aris just makes his life miserable because she can.

Trevelian: *watches Jaegar and Tanner* Say his name again! anything that will keep that monster at bay...

Tanner: *sneers* Oh, well alright then. Resorting to name calling when you appear to have the upper hand. Worried you'll break a nail?

Timothy: Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. *takes a deep breath*

...no, it wasn't...but hey, y'know

Jaegar: *snarls viciously* *half-dissipates, then grabs Mordir by the throat and slams him down* Then why keep testing me? You're worth even less if you're dead.

Alastair: ...*boldly* Esh Okhlah! Esh Okhlah is with us!

Jaegar: *shudders violently, releasing both Tanner and Mordir* *scoots backwards, away from Alastair and Timothy* *hoarsely* stop it! Stop....

Breindel: because the Twelfth will have no Key. Darkness will be crushed forever at his coming...

Lajh: ooooooh, my life is made miserable too! But Abigail said part of the reason is that I make funny sounds when I'm in pain.

That is true. He does.

Timothy: *makes eye contact with Alastair* Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.

Trevelian: *grabs hold of Tanner's shirt collar and pulls him further out of harm's way*

Tanner: Get off me, I'm fine.

Tynx: *Looks at Tanner* I think he gets it from the Simperer. Or the other way around. He called Mordir all the names you can be called form the alphabet.

Uh... not all. Otherwise there'd be a lot of bleeping going on.

Lillian:

Mordir: *Gasps and struggles to pry Jaegar's hand away* Because you annoy me. I kill anything that annoys me.

Tynx: *Cowers behind Alace* o.o

Chayn: *Nods* Who is the Twelfth?

Mordir: *Gasps when Jaegar lets go. He coughs and gasps again, struggling to roll over and get up*

Lillian: That's right, you better run!

Tynx: Lillyyy, don't make him mad at you! You people are all nuts!

Alastair: *smiles at Timothy* Surely God is my salvation, I will trust, and not be afraid... *stares at Jaegar, a fire beginning to burn in his eyes*

Jaegar: *shivering* st...st...sto--stop....*glances around like a condemned convict*

Simperer: *watches in awe/terror* What are they doing? What--*cries out in pain and crumples, both hands pressed to his head in agony* My lord, what have I done?

Breindel: No one knows who the Twelfth will be. As of now, there has never been one.

Jaegar: *locks gazes with Tynx, drawing power from terror* that's it...help me...

Timothy: Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. *takes a step toward Jaegar with his wings spread out*

Trevelian:

Tanner: *watches*

Jaegar: ... ... ... *suddenly shifts into a huge black draconic thing, cackling* Followers are all the same. Gullible. *lets out a deafening bellow and tries to smush Alastair and Timothy with his huge tail*

Alastair: wasn't expecting that...*puts a hand to his shoulder, grimacing*

Chayn: I hope you will find him or her. Rest now. *Settles around Breindel*

Tynx: *Shrinks back* Help you with what?

Mordir: *Coughing* Tynx... don't... *Pushes Lilly away* Get off. I'm not dying.

Lillian: You could've!

Tynx: Don't what?! This is your fault he's gone wacko on us! I told you all not to antagonize the vampire god! *Yelps and crouches behind Alace* And you've gone and turned him into a dragon thing!

Mordir: It's not them... it's you...

Tynx: Me?! I'm not doing anything except not making the guy mad!

Chayn: *Looks in the characters' direction* Awful loud for such little things.

Timothy: *doesn't move* *calmly closes his eyes* *says something unintelligible*

Me: *tentatively creeps into the room and finds an empty corner to hide out in*

Flash: *comes sauntering in, completely the opposite of my shy self* *stops near the center of the room, looks around*

Sarai, Jonah, Tawny, and Simon: *run in, tripping over one another, unaware that they just came barging into a room full of people*

Breindel: I hope so too. All right...*curls up and closes her eyes*

Chayn.....XD

Alastair: *rubs his shoulder, wincing* Timothy, what did you say?

Jaegar: *growls again* *pulls his tail up short, since Tynx unwittingly just stepped into his range of fire * staring at the newcomers* who have we here?

Lajh: *waves* Hi!

Timothy: *continues speaking in strange words*

Trevelian: *to Alastair* I don't think he knows he isn't speaking your tongue... It seems to be an old prayer.

Me: *waves back shyly*

Flash: *walks right up to Jaegar* I'm Flash. Flash Shadowstrike. And you are, boyo?

Sarai: *runs across the room, being chased by Jonah*

Tawni: *accidentally skids to a stop, nearly slamming into Jaegar* *stares up at him, wide-eyed with fear*

Lillian: Hi Flash, Sarai, Jonah, Tawny, and Simon! I'm Lilly.

Mordir: *Staggers forward, pushes Tynx away, and pulls Alace and Timothy aside while Jaegar's distracted* Keep chanting and avoid getting yourself killed. You two seem to be the only things that can keep him back.

Awww... wait, dude, don't reform on me now! You can't be good and stuff now! Wait until I've finished writing the book!

Lillian: *To Annwyl and co.* That's Mordir. He's an assassin. Over there is Tynx, he's a shapeshifting fox. And somewhere is Chayn. She's a blue dragon that can breathe poison!

The excitement you take from that worries me just a bit.

Timothy: *looks at Mordir and says something to him before going back to what he was saying before*

Trevelian: He said he can't do anything to stop the demon.

Me: Enough of this...*uses Force to move everybody a safe distance from Jaegar*...GRENADE! *covers ears*

*BANG* *Jaegar has gone poof*

Simperer: *sits up, rubbing his head* o.o

Tinsley: ooooooh, I want a grenade!

Never, ever, would I trust you with a grenade, Tins. EVER.

Lajh: Newwwww peopppllllleeeeeeee.....hi! I'm Lajh! *waves at Flash, Enya, Sam, Tawni, Sarai, Jonah, Cameron, Kelby? * nice pun, Sam. I totally get it

Alastair: *looks at Trevelian* whew...she couldn't have thought of that any sooner?

Timothy: *flops on the grass* I've never had to do that before...

Trevelian: Pray you never have to again, boy...

Tanner: *puts his hand to his head and tries to shake something off* Hey, new people... Who is everyone?

Timothy: *watches the sky* Look at the size of those eagles...

Alastair: you were really brave, Timothy. Eagles? *squints up at sky* Hmm...they are big. *lays in grass to avoid putting strain on his neck*

Lajh: The Eagles are coming! *runs around in a circle*

why again did I let you watch RotK?

Tinsley: ...You didn't. We watched it without you.

Mordir: I see... then his incoherent babbling does what...?

*Whacks Mordir* I will let Simperer hurt you.

Mordir: I was kidding! I think I know what he- *Flinches back when the grenade goes off* Wow.

Tynx: *Curled up in the fetal position, eyes wide* He's gone?

Lillian: Ooh, cool! Do it again!

Mordir: Aris...

What? I'm giving you all free reign here. It's called character development. Now we know she likes things that blow up. She's a bit of a tomboy.

Chayn: *Jumps at the sound of the boom. Looks up* I think either the danger is past or the danger just blew everyone to the stars...