The Great Library of Palanthas

Astinus' Office

Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk. Legend claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus has recorded. A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a candelabra complete the desks decorations. Small windows line the room, allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room. A comfortable couch rests against the west wall. Tapestries hang on the walls between the windows. Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.

The librarian notices you aren't reading anything... Astinus hands a gorgious hardback to an Aesthetic standing by you. You note the spine bears the word 'Jargin' scribed in dull red ink. As you glance down at the page you read..

From the pages of Jargin's book..

Author: Jargin Date: Sun Feb 28 00:42:55 2010 Subject A Knight, A Gnome, And An Assface. (PT 1) The inn was full that night, standing room only, and when the gnome entered he was almost trampled a few times. However he was used to this sort of thing, and side stepped and dodged out of the way. The tall people never considered his kind, nor the dwarves or kender for that matter, and it was second nature by now to move clear. He made his way to the back, towards a room clearly marked PRIVATE, and was about to enter when a goon grabbed him by his hair. "And where do you think YOU are going you little dung heap? If you cannot read I will spell it out for you. NO GNOMES ALLOWED! In fact, get the abyss out of here period." The gnome sniffed and feigned sadness before speaking. "Ihavebusinessheremygoodman,andifyouwouldjustletmepass, thepeopleIammeetingwillvouchforme.Ireallydonothavetimefor gamesatthemomentsoIwouldaskthatyouletgoofmyhairnow." The man only pulled tighter, causing the tiny fellow to shriek in pain as he began to pull him towards the entrance to throw him out. But it seemed the gnome had other plans because he pulled some dried flowers from a pouch at his side and blew them up into the man's face. "Ithinkweshouldbefriends.Youknowyoucanneverreallyhaveto omanyofthose,wellthatiswhatmygrandfatherusedtosay.Of coursehewouldn'thavehadtodealwithanassfacelikeyou,but.... Whatdoyousay?Doyouwantobemyfriend?" The goon suddenly became more relaxed as the gnome asked the question, pausing for a long moment as the magic took effect. "Why yes little guy, You seem alright to me after all. You said you were meeting some people in back right? Let me escort you there myself."The gnome smiled and reached up his hand"Thanksassface.Iappreciateit." Hand in hand the two made thier way to the room marked PRIVATE, and upon reaching the threshhold, a gruffled voice came from one of the dark corners of the room. "Jargin Breeblebrox, get your behind in here. You are over an hour late!" The gnome let go of the goon's hand, and retorted,"Seeyouhavemademelateassface.Itold youIhadbusinessinherebutIwillforgiveyouifyougoandbuymean ale,anddonotbecheap,wearefriendsafterallright?" The charmed man smiled widely "Ass face, that makes me laugh. No wonder I like you so much. I'll bring you and your friends a round of the inn's finest." Jargin walked to the table in the dark corner, and after a few tries hopped up onto a vacant chair. The gruff voice was now accompained by a face, a Knight of Solamnia to be exact, and a Knight of the Crown to be....exacter? "What was that all about? Why was that man leading you about and buying us ale?" The gnome grinned evilly, then put up his hands over his head making a halo with his fingers."YouknowmeDavian.Iamalwaysmakingfriends whereverIgo.Thatnicemanjustwantedtodosomethingniceforme. AndIameversosorrythatIamlate.Iwasdetainedbytheguard. Apparantlytheydonotknowagnomefromakender,whichisreallyfru stratingtosaytheleast...." Davian slammed his fist down on the table jarring several empty mugs in an interruption. "ENOUGH! Must you needlessly chatter endlessly? And must I remind you to SLOW down your speech one more time? How long have we known each other Breeblebrox? I fear sometimes it has been too long." Again the gnome feigned sadness, but quickly became lively again. " I It" The gnome slurred the words, over extending the pauses on purpose, hoping to get a rise out of the knight, but to no avail. A wench came to the table with a pitcher of ale and some mugs, and set them down, pouring up two frothy mugs. Jargin handed her a gold coin, and as she was leaving, slapped her on her behind, and this finally got a rise out of the Solamnic. "Mind your hands Beeblebrox. May Paladine forgive you for your lust." However, the wench really didn't seem to mind, because she turned back and gave the little gnome a wink before her exit. Jargin took the mug in hand, and Davian did in kind. The gnome lifted it up, straining to reach across the table as he made a toast. "Toyouandme.....and if we everdisagree?.....Youwill probably killme." At this a slight smile came across the knight's face, and he tapped his mug to the gnomes, before taking a healthy swill. The gnome tilted back the oversized mug and began gulping steadily, knocking back the entire mug, and not spilling a drop. The knight looked incredulously at the tiny humanoid as he took another sip of the ale before resting it on the table. "Shallwe get downto businessDavian? Ihate to drinkandrun, but Ido have afewmore 'clients' Imust see thisevening. Time ismoney youknow. Notthat I donot enjoy your company andall." Jargin stretched across the table, barely grasping the handle of the pitcher of ale, and pulled it towards him, pouring another mug. Davian again looked slightly amused at the gnome's antics. "You have it with you?" The knight's eyes brightened as the gnome nodded yes to his question. "Ofcourse silly. Withmostof my clients Iwould haverecieved mypayment and hadthem gotoa securelocation. But I trustyou Davian, withyour codeofhonor and highideals. And I believeinyour cause. There willnotbe anyroom for someone likeme in a world know....her." The gnome began to reach to the floor, but lost his balance then, and fell with a crash but was quickly up again, hopping back to the human sized chair. Reaching into the bag he procured, he fumbled his hand around for a moment, then pulled a very long sword from inside. The knight looked amazed because it was just not possible for such a long sword to fit inside the bag, but somehow it had. Jargin set the sword across the table and began to fumble inside the strange bag again, this time producing a small silk pouch. The sword was of the finest steel, double edged, and two handed even for a human, and in the handle was some sort of clasp, perhaps for a jewel of some sort, however empty at the moment. Jargin began to whisper his tone becoming more serious. "Itworks onthe big onesandthe littleones. Itis simpleto changeout, andthe stones arein thepouch. Rubyforred, Sapphireforblue, emeraldforgreen, diamondforwhite, and obsidianforblack. Asforthe smallones thereisa mithril talisman toplace insteadof astone. Itwill be effective againstallofthem. Davian nodded as he placed a large pouch on the table, and slid it over to the gnome. "Good work Jargin, this will definitely help the cause. Here is the payment we discussed, and worth every steel." Jargin took the pouch and placed it in the same bag, nodding as he took the mug of ale and slammed it back, emptyting the contents, burping loudly after. "Just remember Davian, youare rentingthis. Itisnotforsale. Ihave takengreat risk bringingthis toyou, and ifandwhen theothers findout Ireplaced itwith a fake, Iam in very serioustrouble indeed. Mygreatgreatgrandfather discovered thisartifact andit tookhis sonand myfather thier whole lifequest tofind the stones. And ithas been partof mine to havethe mithriltalisman constructed. I musthave itback whenthis is allover, because I cannot go back to the mountain untilthat time." CONTINUED Author: Jargin Date: Sun Feb 28 00:47:49 2010 Subject A Knight, A Gnome, And An Assface (Pt 2) Sir Davian looked shocked, "Beeblebrox are you telling me this is stolen? You know I could never..." And this time the gnome was the one to cut him off. "This hasbeeninmyfamilyhundredsofyears Davian. Itiscertainly NOT stolen. Itwas donatedtothedepartmentofcuriousgoods andartifacts, anditwas BORROWEDfromthe departmentof curiousgoodsandartifacts. Andafteryouhavewonyourwar, it willbereturned to...." The interruption game continued. "I reluctantly see your point Jargin. We have a deal. It is my duty to see you get this back, and I swear to Paladine you will be able to go home again." The gnome began to reach for the pitcher again, but the knight pulled it back towards himself, wagging his finger at Jargin. "Youare nofun Davian. IknowIknow everything within moderation. And thisgivesme sometime to goexploring anyway. I couldnot complete mylifequest sitting inthat mountain. Magicalitems donot findthemselves, well unlesstheywant tobefound, sometimes theywant tobefound youknow. AndI wasnot the mostwell likedcollector anyway. Youknowwith the stigmaattached to myfamily. Theyconsiderus madyouknow. Justbecause ofour lifequest and thesimplicity ofourdesigns. Amachine does nothave tohave tenswitches when fourwill do...." The knight once again slammed his fist on the table in an interruption. "Kiri-Joleth grant me patience with this infinite chatterbox! You do not need another ale, you are already beginning to slur and ramble on....endlessly. The gnome eyed the pitcher of ale wantingly but knew better than to try and grab it from the knight, and mumbled under his breath.Iwilljustgetmynewfriend assfacetobuymeanotherround.Thatiswhatfriendsarefor." Davian did not hear him or he pretended not to notice. "AndIdo hopethat sometimeaway fromthevault might givemy hair achance toturnback to it'snormalcolor. Notthatthe blueissobad. Iwonderifthisonly happens to gnomesor if ambient magicalenergy couldaffect otherraces inthe same way." The gnome again belched loudly, drawing attention even from some of the other patrons. "Youknow itisnot badmanners ifitis goodale!" The knight covered his mouth and feigned a cough, but Jargin could tell he had finally made the rigid man laugh. Davian stood and gathered the sword and the pouch of stones. "Shall we meet here again in one months time?" The gnome also gathered his things, wobbling a little on the stool, the alcohol he had slammed down doing it's job. "Iwill try. Ihave tojourney tothe mazeforest. Thereis something there Imustdo. IfIamunable to behere, Iwill sendword. Pray forme SirKnightDavian, forwhat Ido nextwillbe perilous." The knight nodded to the gnome. "May the Gods of Light protect you on your journey Jargin Breeblebrox. You have done us a great service this night. Even though you are contacerous and grating, I am happy to call you my friend. Stay out of trouble old man." The gnome slid from the chair and plopped to the floor. "May thered moon shinedown infavor uponyou, andthewhiteone." And with goodbyes said the knight departed and the gnome, quite intoxicated, left the table and made his way back to the common room. AssfaceAssfaceWheredidmynewfriendgo? Itisrudetoleave afriendbehindAssface!" And through the crowd the goon pushed his way to the gnome. "Is your business concluded my little friend? Anything I might do for you?" And Jargin Beeblebrox just laughed and said. "LetushaveanotherroundAssface.Thenightisyoung." And the two "new friends" drank and conversed until the sunrise. FINE Author: Jargin Date: Fri Mar 12 01:25:46 2010 Subject (RP) Small Talk. (PT 1) Jargin runs into the Smiling Mug to escape the rain that came suddenly over Palanthas. Finding a room in the back of the bar, he hops a couple of times, finally reaching a human sized chair. Gnorm frustrated shuffles down the street head down in the rain thinking. Walking in front of a large building with laughter pouring out and windows that are lit with warm light. He sighs and enters the building. Quickly scanning the room he sees something that he hasn't seen since he has been in Palanthas, there is another gnome sitting at the bar. Jargin waves his hand several times, as he tries to get a wench's attention, but as usual no one pays the gnome any mind. At the entrance of another of his race, he smiles widely, and gestures for him to join him. As he sees the other gnome guesturing for him to come over and join him, Gnorm shakes the water of his Waterproofrainjacket v.12.2 and momentarily slips in the large puddle it creates on the ground. He quickly dodges in between a combination or larger humans, minotaurs and halfelves to greet the newfound gnome 'Well.Iwillbejustdamned.Icannotbelievemyeyesbrother. IfiguredIwastheonlyoneoutandaboutawayfromthatcursed mountain.IcannottellyouhowhappyIamtoseeanother.' Gnorm exlaims 'PleasetomeetyouIamalsohappytoseeanother gnome. Ithoughtmaybeineverwouldagain.Butletmetell youthisisawonderoussight.' Jargin reaches over to a chair beside him, almost falling over in the process, but he manages to pull it out. He again waves his hand at a wench, and is ignored once again. 'Haveaseat.Ifyouhoprealhardyoucanmakeitup.Ithinkitisso rudetheydonotEVERhavechairsforussmalltypes.Iwonderif thisbotherstheKenderaswell?' Gnorm hops as hard as he can grabs onto the chair but starts to fall off, arms flailing wildly but he manages to get a firm hold on the chair and pull himself up. 'Whythanks.IcannotimaginetheywouldletKenderinhereto thatendanyways,butyesitisveryinconsiderate.' Jargin sighs, as he is ignored a third time. He pulls a paper cone from a satchel at his side, and quietly chants, closing his eyes a moment. He puts the cone to his mouth, and screams. The cone vanishes, and is replaced with a deafening roar, that shakes well..... everything. Everyone stops, now paying full attention. 'Myfriend andI wouldlike around ofaleplease.' 'IngeniousThatwasquiteeffecitiveimustsay.Didyouinvent that? Coulditakealooklatermaybemakesomeadjustments?' {h'Itisnotreallyaninventionperse.JustacantripIlearnedfrom averyimpatientmentor.Simple....buteffectiveforsure.' 'Verywell.butthatdoesgivemesuchawonderousidea..thiscoul dmakelongdisancecommunicationpossibleifwemakeitloudenough maybepeoplecouldtalkoverhundredsofmilesyouthink?' Jargin smiles as a wench promptly returns with mugs of ale. She looks somewhat scared as she places them down. He nods to the other gnome and his words, and pulls some coins from a change purse, handing them to the woman, and thanks her. 'Thatwastried.Howeverthespellhadanadverseeffectandcauseda nearthquakeatgroundzero.Forittotravelhundredsofmiles, thesoundwouldshatterbones.' Gnorm claps the other gnome in the back in thanks and pulls mud of ale close to him. 'OhmygoshhowrudeofmeIquitesimplyforgottointrouduce myself.IamGnorm,monkofMajerefromtheDepartmentofReligion andMartialArts!' At the mention of the gnome's name, Jargin nods thoughtfully a moment, pausing, which is very unusal, especially between two gnomes. Gnorm raises his mud to his mouth and takes a few big gulps to deal with that is sure to come. 'JarginBreeblebrox.sonofMathias.sonofJanussonofChark.You knowweareawayfromthatmountainsowecanskiptheformality thistimearound.AndIknowyourname.Itisashamewhathappenedto you...........andyourassistant.' 'AmostunfortunateACCIDENT.Ikepttryingtotellthemthatitwas justandaccident.Noonecouldofpredictedafullsystemfailure suchasthatandthesafteyharnessbroke.Iprobablyshouldof testedthemonseperateoccasions' Gnorm sucks in a deep breath and continues. 'Butitwasonlyaslighterrorinjudgementonmypart.Myassistant suggestedwekilltwokenderswithonestoneandwell...itwas terrible.NowI'mnotallowedbackbutwhatever.Nowthereareno rulestowhatIcanandcannotdo' Gnorm Sucks in even more air his face returning to its normal hue from red. 'Myonlyissuenowisitgetslonely,andgoodhelpishardtofind. Reallyhard.' Jargin takes the large human sized mug of ale by the handle, and swills it down in one breath, never spilling on drop. When he reaches up his hand this time, the wench is instantly there. He hands her some more coins for another round. 'AccidentshappenGnorm.AndIamsorryforwhathappenedtoyou. IamnotascientistnorreallyaninventorsoIcannotsay.Myfamily hasadifferentlifequestthanmost.' Gnorm looks up from his feet that he was shuffling in discomfort, and smiles at the friendliness Jargin has given him. 'Thanksandyoumusttellmeallaboutyourlifequestandmaybewecan getsomeinventingintoyou.Ineedhelpwithmyinventionsand anotherassistantorfriendIshouldsaywouldmeantheworldtome' CONTINUED Author: Jargin Date: Fri Mar 12 01:28:41 2010 Subject (RP) Small Talk. (Pt 2) Jargin looks a little panicked at the mention of being an "assistant", but the look is quickly gone. The wench brings another round, and again, he takes his mug and gulps it down. Looking to Gnorm's still half full first one, he takes the third in hand. 'YouwillnotgetmenearthatsuitGnorm.ButIdoknowaspellthatcan protectyournewvolunteersfromsomeoftheheat.Iwouldbehappyto helpinthatregard.' 'Aspell!Thatmustmeanyouknowmagic.Thatisintrestingandvery useful.Maybeyoucouldenchantthesuittoo.Thereisanendless listofpossibilitesnowAndasforsuittestingiusallytestit myselfnow.Ifeellikeitsonlyright!' 'Thatismyfamily'scurseandblessingIsuppose.Alonglineof magicusers.Mylifequestistocollectunsualandmagicalrelics. IamwiththeDepartmentofCuriousGoodandArtifacts.Thiskeepsme awayfromNevermind.Againthisisablessingandacurse.' 'I'vheardofgnomesinthatdepartment.Theytendtobevery differntfromothergnomes,beingmoreexposedtotheoutside world.Letmetellyouitisacursenotbeingunderthemountain! Youknowhowharditistogetmagmaonaregularbasis?' Gnorm looks down at his drink, swirls it a few times, and takes another gulp as the strong alchohol burns his throat. Jargin wobbles on the human sized chair now, getting a very bright red glow on his face, his eyes becoming a little blood shot. He raises his glass in a toast to Gnorm and his words. 'TognomesrunningfreeonAnsalonAndifyouwantmagma,thereis plentyofitinSanction.Howevertherearealsoalotofreally creepythingstheretoo.Iremainedquiteinvisibleinmyravels there.' Gnorm raises his mug and crashes it against Jargins, spilling some as he gulps the rest of it down, coughing loudly. 'Goodstuff...andSanctionyousay.Imusttravelthere.I'msureit wouldn'tbetoobad.' 'Itbelongstoyouknow........her.Iwouldtreadtherecarefully. Butitisthepremiumplaceforfireandbrimstoneandallofthat. Thereisashipinportthatwilltakeyouthereforaminimumfee.I havefoundsomeveryuniqueartifactsthere.' 'Ahwell,Iwillhavetoexploreit.CanIcountonyoutocomewithme andperhapswatchmyback,beaguide,orevenjustafriendtotalkto? Jargin begins to slur a little now, but gulps down the rest of the third large mug. All of a sudden he burps very loudly, drawing more attention to the two tiny humanoids. Gnorm sways slightly in his stool, using all his gnomly strength to stay on it and not to a new seat on the ground. 'IthinkI'vehadquiteenoughdrinkingforonenightthough.Doyou haveaplacetostayIhaveanextraroominthefactoryImrentingout. 'IThinkthisisthebeginningofa.....productiveandinteresting relationshipGnorm.Yeswecoulddosometravelling.Iwouldenjoy thecompany.Everyonetalkstoslowly.andtheyarerudeandallof thefurnitureistoobig.' 'OhideasareracingthroughmyheadIcantthinkstraightwiththis alebefuddlingme.Imustsayweshouldleaveforthenight.' Jargin wobbles and this time falls with a crash from the chair to the floor, but is quickly up, and nods to Gnorm, motioning for him to lead the way. 'Yhesh.That'dbeeeaguudIdea.Leadshtehwayyfiernd.' Gnorm carefully steps down but misses his landing, his feet getting tangled in the stool. He trips and faceplants into the ground knocking over a couple chairs. Then a large bouncer grabs him and Jargin by thier collars and tosses them out the door. Gnorm stands and shakes his hand in anger at the door but loses his balance and crashes to the ground. And Jargin smiles at his antics. And the two new friends walk to the wharehouse and into a new future. FINE Author: Jargin Date: Tue Mar 16 20:00:38 2010 Subject (RP) A Day And Two Knights. (PT 1) In the distance a chattering little voice can be heard, speaking a mile a minute. At first the words cannot be made out but as it gets closer, it obvious it is a gnome. Jargin is talking with one of the newer knights. "DavianDoIhaveTO!" Railen notices the gnome and walks over to him and Devian. "Sir Davian, is this the gnome you've told me about?" He asks the knight, who nods and says quietly "Yes sir, this is Jargin." Jargin looks a little terrified, as he clings to Davians arm. He looks up to the new knight, and tries to look innocent. "IwasonlylookingaroundtheplaceIswear! DavianpleasetellhimI'mnotaKender!" Railen chuckles gently. "Of course master Gnome. Young Davian here has told me much about you." He nods at Davian. "I must go, Jargin. I have things I must attend." Davian says to the gnome, then salutes Railen and walks away. The gnome becomes a little more relaxed, and looks over the Knight a moment, even though Jargin still chatters away nervously. "Davianhasbeenagoodfriendandbusinessassociate.Anyfriendofhiscouldbea friendofmine." A handsome man stands before you, his blond hair long and worn in tight braids under his helmet. He wares a suit full plate armor that was inlaid with gold and a brilliant Golden Battle Crown encircling his helmet The helmet has a heavy nose and cheek guards and is also inlaid with gold. His right eye is as blue as the summer sky looks almost devoid of emotion. His left eye, however, is covered by a black eye patch that has a small golden crown on it and a scar decorates the left side of his face, from his hair line to his jawbone, going through his eye. He wears an ankle length, white robe under his armor that is embroidered in gold. A long brown leather swordsmen belt wraps around his waist, holding a broad bladed hand and a half sword. On his back, he wears a pristine white cloak that has a Golden Crown embroidered on it, under a round shield that has the Revon crest on it, as well as a beautifully crafted elven Longsword. Railen says 'I see. So tell me Jargin, what brings you here?' 'WellsillyDavianbroughtmeherewhenhefoundmenearthosecavesbythesea.Therewas arumourthereweresomeniftytrinketsyouknow......forgotteninthere.SoIthoughtI wouldtakealook.Ididnotknowyourpeoplewerealreadyinvestigating.' Railen nods gently. "I see." He rubs the side of his face."What kind of trinkets were you looking for?" Jargin draws in a deep breath before he continues. "Thisandthat.Youcanneverknowwhatisfactfromfictionwhenitcomestothehunt. ButIspecializeinthearcane.Weaponsandarmorbeingthemostinteresting." Railen says 'Aye, Davian showed me the sword you had given him. Does it really do what he said it does?' Jargin pauses for a moment. "Iforget toslow downaround you guys. Forgiveme. Iwill attemptit. However youseem tobe ableto keepup with me. As for thesword, yesit provides alimited protectionandoffence againstthem. Iam researchingthe possibilityof augmentingthe sword'spower. Butsuch researchcould takeyears.' Railen smiles gently. "You, my friend are not the first gnome I've met. I thank you though, for slowing down. It is much easier." He nods. "Aye, but nothing worth while is easy." Jargin becomes totally relaxed, the nervious expression gone, replaced by an infectious smile. All of a sudden a hose in the back of his strange armor hisses, and belts out alot of steam, and a gurgle of water is heard. He turns a switch on the golden plate, and nods to Railen's words Railen steps back from the strange noises, his eyebrow raised. 'Don'tworry It hasn't blowup or sentme intothe heavensin quiteawhile. Ithink Ihave workedout allofthedesign flaws. Ijusthave toadjustthe pressurefrom timetotime. When itis finished and freeofflaws, itcan bemassproduced.' Railen asks 'And, what may I ask are the advantages of this..strange armor?' Jargin smiles to the knight and his taking interest. "Itcanbesettohigherpressure.Wheninthismode,thearmoraugmentsthewearer's strength. Innormal modeit negatesecomberance." Railen falls silent and nods, pondering the possibilities. 'Itried tocreate humansized, butit createdseveral unforseen complications. Somethingabout thesize matters. When Igoback to NevermindIplan ondoing furtherexperimentation.' Railen says 'I see.' Jargin looks horrifed a moment, as if remembering something terrible, and then continues chattering. "Myhumannameis Jargin. Donotaskmefor myGnome namefor, as you knowaboutgnomes thiscantake sometime? Whatisyourname SirKnight?" Railen chuckles gently and bows slightly. "Forgive me for my bad manners. I am Lord High Warrior, Railen Revon." Jargin bows to Lord Railen in respect. "AsI havetold Davian, Iadmireyour organization. Youstandforsomething important. Andalthough Irevere Lunitari, because ofmymagic, I believethat theGod'soflight shallprevail inthe timesto come." Railen says 'The Triumvate will lead us through this dark time. We will Triumph over the Darkness.' Jargin begins to chatter more quickly at the mention of Darkness. "Isurelyhope soLordRevon. TheDarkQueen hasnever norwill never support thebalance. Shewould enlsave allofus. The God's oflight see the wisdom of the balance and believeinfairness." Railen nods. "Aye. That is true, my small friend." 'AfriendandI areplanning atrip west. Wewillbe leavingsoon toSanction. HeneedsLavaforhis lifequest, andthere areMANY interestingthings there that I wouldlike tofind. MyGrandfather's research looksmost promising. Togothere is totake GREAT care.' Railen nods. "Sanction you say? That is where the dragonarmies started from." Jargin nods solemnly, again looking quite disturbed as if remembering something horrible. "Ifound thelast stonefor the swordthere. Theruby. Ibelieve therewill bemore. Itis overrunwith thosesmallones. Idonotknow whatto callthem. They looklike dragonsandhumans combined.' "Draconian scum!" Railen says and spits hatefully. Jargin giggles at Railen, but stops suddenly, knowing to laugh is innapropriate. "Clevername forthem. Bestoaviodthem. Iplanon remainingquite cloakedwhilewe gatherour supplies. Aquick inandout jobonthis one." Railen says 'They die just as well as any man.' 'Buthave youseenthem die? Someturntostone. Someexplode. Notthat I have engagedthem. Butsometimes theyfight amongst themselves, andyou wouldn'tbelieve howvicious theyare. Iknew Iwouldneed tohelp Davianafter that trip. SothatiswhyI procuredthesword' CONTINUED Author: Jargin Date: Tue Mar 16 20:02:49 2010 Subject (RP) A Day And Two Knights. (PT 2) Railen says 'I've killed many of them.' Jargin again bows in respect to Railen. "Iforget sometimeswho Iamtalkging with. Ofcourse you have. Youare brave KnightsofSolamnia. My grandfatherwouldtellus greattales of you. Helivedbefore thecataclysm." Railen nods. "Sometimes i wish the Cataclysm didnt happen. Things would be a lot different." 'Thereisastoryyouknow. Adarkrumour. Itissaid that oneofyour order couldhave preventedit. Buthe chosetobe selfish, anddid not liveupto his obligation. He wascursed to liveforever bythe Gods in retribution. WellsoI wastold.' Railen nods solemnly. "So its said..So its said." Jargin pauses a long moment before he continues, again sucking in a great deal of air into his lungs. "Ialready toldDavian, but ifwefind anything useful toyour cause inSaction. I willpass italong toyou. Ijustwant itback after this is allover. Itismy lifequest tocollect thesethings. Butthey shouldbe used forwhat theywere intended, duringtimes they areneeded. Theother peoplein thedepartment donot understandthis." Railen bows softly. "My thanks to you, Master Gnome. Anything you give to us will indeed be given back. You have my oath." "ItrustyouandDavianisafineman.Hedeservesapromotion.DonottellhimIsaidthat. HeandI have rocky relationship, andIwould liketo keepit that way. He isso easilyriledup. Itmakes me laughsometimes." Railen says 'Most young knights are easy to be riled up. Even more so when you consider the losses we've all suffered.' Jargin nods sagely at the Lord Knight, his demeanor becoming quite serious. "Thosethat havegiventhier lives, restin thebosom ofPaladine. Theyare rewarded forthier sacrifice, andwill be remembered." Railen says 'Aye.' The knight Davian returns, quite surprised Jargin is still in one piece. Railen nods to him. "Davian, please escort Jargin out of camp. Do have a safe journey master gnome. I look forward to your return." And Jargin takes Davian's hand, looking up to his fierce demeanor. "YouliedtomeDavian. Heisn'tahorsesass. Heis actually quitenice, knows aboutgnome waysandeverything." And Davian looking quite horrified and angry, pulls the gnome harshly from the tent. "Jargin Breeblebrox, I think I'll have you horsewhipped on your way out! Infernal gnome!" And Jargin turns and winks to Lord Railen, grinning evilly. "So easily riled." FINE Author: Jargin Date: Sat Mar 20 10:43:51 2010 Subject Quickened Steps To A Mission. The summon could not have come at such a bad time but Jargin knew he would have to get there as soon as he could. When your Master calls, you drop everything, even plans for a long journey. With a few apologizes to Gnorm he set out from Palanthas that very night. The trip was so long. Aways weeks, buy ship, horse, and foot, but at least now the little gnome could drop some of this time, because he had finally mastered a small spell just for travelling. Most human wizards avoided this one, because it had the most unfortunate side effect of aging the caster. But for a gnome this wasn't nearly the same problem. And so when he finally made it Solace, he knew the time was right He journed south from the city of trees, and sat down before a brook, taking in the sunrise for a half an hour. Then pulled the component from a satchel. It was a dried up paw of some kind, but had shrivled and become mummified. The gnome took it and with his hand ground it into a dust, and upon speaking the correct incantation, be blew sprinkled it over the top of his head. The magic hit him instantly, and he could tell, because his entire body began to race. His heart began to beat quicker, he began to take more rapid breaths, and his mind seemed to be so much more alert. And so the enchanted gnome stood, and began He ran as quickly as a panther, and with as much grace, dodging obstacles, and with supernatural reflexes and agility, he jumped streams and small chasms that he whized by. He ran without tiring, his little legs, a whirl of motion, and the miles to the tower evaporated behind him. And in one afternoon, he had covered the terrain that would have normally taken him two days. And as he expected, the spell faded as he neared the Tower of Wayreth. The gnome stopped finally, and fell to the ground in exhaustion, as he began now to gasp for breath, his muscles tightening, with his heart pounding in his head. This went on for what seemed to be an eternity, and he began to understand why few magi ever performed this spell. The cost was high. The gnome managed to get himself up from the ground, and walked into the courtyard, taking a moment to rinse the grime he had collected on his mystical run, and then took off towards the red tower, where his master would be waiting. And after finally making it to the top, her strode in, trying to hide the fatigue from his demanor. His master was there sitting at a table, and Jargin sat across from him, giving Ciskei his full attention. Ciskei says 'Alright my apprentice. It's now time to for you to prove your worth to the Conclave. Do you believe you are ready for the task that I am about to give you?' 'IlivetoserveourGoddessinanywayIcanmymaster.TellmewhatImustdo.' Ciskei grins and says 'I like your enthusiasim, alright then.' Jargin grins back, a hiss coming from his behind, and and a gurgling of water coming from his unusal armor. "Youbringupmyenthusiasmmaster.Ibecomeabettermagefromyourdirection." Ciskei says 'Your first task my little apprentice, is to bring me the fangs of a great dragon. There are many which roam the plains of Krynn my little friend. Lunitari lets only those cunning and powerful get close to her. Then show me the your worth by bringing me a glimmering diamond in which is embedded a star. These are very rare, and i would need one to show you the true power of the staff.' As Ciskei speaks, the little gnome's eyes sparkle Jargin dances up and down, as if having to go the bathroom, looking up to his master with such glee. "I havealways wantedtokilla dragon!" 'AndIhavesomeSolamnicKnightfriends. CanIhavethemhelpme?' And at the mention of the stone and a staff, Jargin looks perplexed, looking to his sword and shield. "I havelearned manyskills master, a staffreally? Tellmemoreaboutthis......stone. Aswordorwhipormace itdoesmore damage." Ciskei says 'You may use whomever you'd like, though bring with you only those whom you trust. Never show your back to anyone, Solamnic or anyone. Some of the people of this world despise our gift, and will do what they can to destroy it. Do you understand?' Jargin nods to him. "People dismiss us small people. They think we are weak. And in a way this is.........anadvantagemaster!" 'Wesurprisethem.Evenyou!Youneverbotheredtoask, butIhavemuchtogive. Jargin bows to the High mage, and demurs, knowing he overspoke. Ciskei stares intently as his apprentice speaks, then shakes his robed head as understanding. 'Maybe then, the next task i give you will be twice as hard gnome! Do you know to whom you speak?' Jargin bows to the High mage, and demurs, knowing he overspoke. "Mylifequest..........isto find, artifacts, thingsofpower. Formost.....humans, they do not understand. Andforeven mostgnomes, theydonotunderstand. Iwishtofulfillmyquestand to servethe redrobes. I talk toomuchasusual' Jargin backs away from Ciskei, looking quite........frightened. Ciskei removes his cowl to revealing the lithe face of an elf, sad and dark though radiating power. 'Then do this for me apprentice Jargin, and do not speak of my lineage ever again or I will make your next task twice as difficult and something you will not survive, or kill you there on the spot.' Ciskei's eyes flare as he grins down at his apprentice. As his master reveals himself to be an elf, the gnome backs further away looking, quite.......scared. Jargin 's eyes do not meet his masters. "The othersthinkyou........bloodthirsty. Youhavea........reputation." Ciskei says 'What better way to keep the balance of good and evil, soon you will find your own way in which to represent the balance...whether it be my way or some other calling.' Ciskei's eyes cool down but his expression remains hard. Ciskei says 'And now, if you have no further questions I would ask you to leave and be hasty with this chore apprentice.' Jargin meets the elf's for the first time since they were joined and simply nods. "Idonotcriticize. Youhavebeena.......goodexampleCiskei. Wewillnever quite see eyetoeye oncertain things. ButIservethe magic, andsodoyou. I will complete what youask." Jargin backs away from his master, his scared expression still quite upon his face. Ciskei sneers as his apprentice speaks those last words. He turns to his desk and sits down over an ancient looking tome. "Then go, and do not disturb me until the task is done." Jargin nods, and on his way out, places something upon his desk. It is a jade stone inscribed with magical symbols. He does not say a word, but smiles as he leaves, muttering under his breath. "Something I found. It might help." And the gnome walks down the staircase, still looking quite exhausted, and frightened, from the trip and his master respectively. And he pulls another of the dried up paws from a pouch. He studies it a moment, and puts it back. "This time I think I'll just walks." FINE Author: Jargin Date: Wed Mar 24 16:22:38 2010 Subject (RP) A Gnome, A Gnome, And An Assface. (PT 1) Jargin walks into the warehouse, his look.....disheveled. His unnatural blue hair is in tatters, and his expression is one of unmediated...chaos. A large toned, and handsome man walks behind him, a dull look in his eyes, and upon spotting Gnorm, Jargin quickens his steps. Gnorm hears the door of the warehouse creek and a couple of people enter the room. With the sounds of footsteps he puts down his hammer and sets aside the cogs and wheels he had been working with. He asks 'Whoisthis? Anothertestsubject?' 'DEFINITELYnotGnorm. Thisis..Assface! Averygoodfriendofmine. Hehasvolunteered......tohelpus sincewewereOBVIOUSLYrippedoffby....the lastroundofpeople.' Jargin looks angry and upset, almost sneering at Gnorm. "Youtrustedthatcaptian, andhejust......tookourmoney! IT doesn'tgrowon treesyouknow." Gnorm blinks innocently. Okar grumbles about lilly livered sea captains. Jargin looks deep into Assface's eyes, and winks, smiling evilly. "Mydearfiend. Youshouldrelax. Noreasontobecome upset. Wearefriends afterall. Youhave beensuch a goodfriend, especiallyafterescorting me here." Okar noticably relaxes, and says 'Aye that is what friends are for after all.' Jargin grins to Gnorm and back to the human. "Indeed Assface. Gnorm, haveyoumetmyfriendAssface? Hewantedtogiveme problems butthen....wefound wehadmuch in common. I'm soglad I met assface, he'sbeen a realpal!" 'Iampleasedtomeetyouassface...apeciluarname....butnonethelessnicetomeetyo u.Wouldyoubeintrestedhelpingmeexperimentwithmyunderlavasurvivalsuitv.343.4' Jargin looks deeply into the humans eyes, and shakes his head. "Just saynoassface. Trustmeon this." Okar says 'Ummm, sounds rather dangerous.' Gnorm says 'Thatismostunfortunate!!butohwellimsuretherewillbeothers.' Jargin glares at Gnorm, obviously quite upset. He takes the human by the hand and leads him to a bench in the warehouse, again looking deep into his eyes. Jargin smiles as he sits next to his friend. Gnorm whispers 'JarginIhaveafeelinghiskindnessisnotvoluntaryisthere something youshouldtellme?' Clearly having trouble with the rapidity of gnome speech, Okar stares blankly at Gnorm for a moment before insisting that he volunteered willingly, and as a friend. Jargin turns to Gnorm and whispers into his ear, "Youknow Iwieldmagic, and since youcannot getusto ourdestination, Icalledupon someone who can. Humanstrusthumans, andtheyignoreus. SoIprocuredsomehelp. Aproblem?" 'Thatismostunfortunateforhimbutmostconvientforus...ofcoursenoproblemjust dontdoittome!!!Maybeyoucouldhelpmefindmorevolenteers.' Jargin points to the human with a finger, and giggles, speaking "Dance Assface DANCE! A jig to amuse us ASSFACE!" Okar dances with fervor and delight. 'Welostwhat? overaplatimum withthese unscrupulious humans? Theydonot takeusatallseriously. Withahumanasournegotior wehaveachance Gnorm.Andif Iwas to charmyou? Whatwouldyoudo?' Jargin turns his gaze to Gnorm, and lifts his staff, winking, laughing and chanting in the Gnomish language. "Boogha Boogha GNORMY!" Gnorm dives under a table in sheer terror and bafflement. He yells 'Stopthatmindyou thatwasjustunsettling! Butthiswasratheringenius ofyou! HaHa sowewillsail to Sanctionsoon?' Okar asks 'So, friend Jargin, where are these people that I should negotiate with for passage?' Jargin turns back to the human, and look quite......sad. He turns back to Gnorm hiding under the table. "Iwould neverbetray youbuyclouding your mind. Ineverwanted todoit topoorAssface. Butit wasneccesary atthetime." 'I understandwemustfinishourlifequests.Humanswouldneverunderstand!But itisgoodtohavemorecompanions.' Happy to be needed, Okar smiles. He then begins to rummage in his pack for a small wedge of cheese, a bit of dried meat and his wineskin. He passes his skin to Jargin after a long swig. Jargin takes the wineskin and takes a long swig from the human sized container. "EvenAssface, knowsI lovemy spirits." Jargin passes the wineskin to Gnorm, his expression expecting him to take a swig as well. 'Wedrankinto themorninghours thefirsttime wemet. Isn'that right ass..' Jargin stops himself, and looks very sad. "Gnorm, I just......cantdothis anymore. It's notfair." Gnorm snifs the skin and grimaces as the strong scent of the ale hits his nostrils and our of politeness takes a small swig. Okar brightens slightly and says, 'Oh yes and spiced as well.' Gnorm says 'Dowhatmyfriend? Hedoesntseemtobeinanyharmandseemsto enjoyinghimself. Heevendanced! Weneedhimmindyou.Nopointinstoppingnow.' Jargin turns from the human but continues to speak to Gnorm. "Icantjustmakehim. Ithastobehischoicetohelpus. Ipunished himfor abusing meandall, butIcannot putthishuman indanger foroursakes. Itisjust..wrong." 'Dearfriendyouarethinkinginextremes.Feforethishewassomesimpletohuman! Nowheisgoingonanadventure!Withusnonetheless. Therecanbeno wrongshere!' Jargin turns to the human known as Assface, and he looks directly into his eyes. He speak slowly, as if born to speak common as a human, and blows some sand into his face as he did the flower petals weeks earlier. 'Ass.....I mean actually human? Whatis........your name?' 'Umm.... ummm... My name?' He slowly states 'My name is Okar.' The human looks at himself. Jargin turns to Gnorm, giving his word. "To takeadvantageofhim istobecomelikethosewhohavetakenadvantageofus. Ifhewilnothelp onhis ownfreewill. Wewilfindanotherway." 'Iguessitsyourdecisionbutscientificallythiscouldbegreat...butifyoumust. ButIbetheisgoingtobeatyou.' Seriously considering violence, Okar takes a moment to ponder the situation before asking. 'Ok, so what is so important that you get to that justifies spelling me? ' 'Youpulledme bymyhair. Ishouldhave letitgo, but peopletheytreatusso badlyOkar. WhenIknew Ineeded to cometo Palanthas...I needed a travelling companion. Thenafter wetried tobook toSanction.' Jargin looks very sad, and looks to Gnorm. "You finishitbrother." 'well...don'tstrikeme, butweneedtogettherewithmosturgencyandyou're ouronlyhope. IknowJargincharmedyouperse! Butmaybethisisgood. Youcouldbe a hero!not somesilly... I mean normal human.' Okar admits to himself that this supposed mistreatment of Jargin is fact, including that he perpetrated. 'Very well, though I am not happy as to being spelled, I can understand the reason. Tell me what would you have of me? If it isnt too dificult i will see it done.' As the human turns and looks to the two gnomes with compasion, Jargin begins to weep, and talking through sobs says, "Thewholeworldisnotagainst us. Gnorm wewilgetyourLAVA!" Gnorm comforts Jargin and looks up at Okar exclaiming, 'Iamsorryforhisoutburst...heisgoodman but justometimeshas aconcience!' 'Butwewouldreallyneedyourhelpandwilldoanythingforyoutohelpus! Maybewhenmyunderlavasurvialsuitev.344.43 is done youcanhaveone!!!?' Okar thanks Gnorm for his wonderrful offer but insists, 'I fully hope to never have use for anything which sounds so dangerous to use.' Okar doesnt fully trust gnomish inventions. Heck he doesnt even trust them a little!!!!! CONTINUED Author: Jargin Date: Wed Mar 24 16:24:25 2010 Subject (RP) A Gnome, A Gnome, And An Assface (PT 2) Okar says 'I have said that I understand why you would do such a thing and I apprecate that you found your conscience. I would like your word to not do it again however, assuming that we will be traveling together.' Jargin turns from his sorrow and back to Okar and then to Gnorm. "Okar.........we need passage to....Sanction. Dark forcescontrol it. Andeveryone hastaken advantage. Weturnedtoyouas alastrestort, andIpromise, nomore tricks." Okar says 'To handle the matter of booking passage on a ship is simple. I can do this. If you need a body guard durring the trip or beyond I will need some sort of shall we say?....Compensation. A man has got to eat after all.' 'Eating...notaproblemIaminthemiddleofaninventionthatallowsyoutorecycleold foodandreuseit...thetasteisntgreatbutitsverynutritious!!' Jargin looks to his fellow gnome and back to the human, and.........sides with the human on this one. "Gnorm.........wewillPAY! Andthistime wewill getourmoney'sworth!" Jargin pulls several diamonds from a change purse. Gnorm says 'Jargin!Notthediamondsweneedthose!!!Wehavecoin! Willyou acceptcoin?' He looks quickly at Okar in hope. 'Takethis Okar. Andpay myfriend nomind. Getus toSanction. And don'tmindGnorm. Hewillbe happy whenhe gets hislava.' Okar says 'Certainly I do not mean to break you, I am not a man of enourmous needs.' He takes just over half of the offered diamonds from Jargins hand, still more than he would have gotten in months working in a tavern. 'Very well gnomes, I hope whatever it is that you seek in Sanction is worth this expense.' Jargin rests on a chair, and places his staff across his lap before he continues. "Gnorm goes to Sanction to procure lava for his lifequest, and I go to fulfill mine. I search for magical relics." Okar ponders the situation carefully before stating, 'I am happy to help with your lifequests, as life as a tavern guard was becoming too boring. Some of the captains of such a journey use the inn when thay are in town, I will ask around and see of any that I am familiar with are in port currently.' Okar salutes Jargin and Gnorm and hurries out of the warehouse and down the street. And the two gnomes begin to bicker as one tweaks his lava suit and the other taps his staff on the ground, grinning widely to the other. FINE

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