Rathanous' Rhyming Rhythmic Repartee

[Volgathras]

The Forum

The newly built Forum is Maelbrim's premier meeting area. It is a large

circle, its boundaries marked by columns and its ground laid with marble.

Here is where public deals are struck, orations are given, and a great deal

of spectacle takes place. It was ground zero for the catastrophe that was

summoned to this land, but there are no signs of that devastation now. What

had once been a ruinous crater is now a symbol of life and a flurry of

activity. The King's Square is due east, the Northern Commons to the north,

the Southern Commons to the south and Green Square to the west. A fountain

has been placed in the middle of the square, a true masterpiece of art.

Just north of it, a white marble statue has been erected, depicting a very

hairy, square, small person. Must be a dwarf.

[Exits: north east south west]

The official Tribunal Roll Call has been posted here.

The statue of a dwarf stands here proudly, hewn in white marble.

A large marble fountain carved into the shape of dolphins shoots water into

the air.

Azergoth the King of Airia, Winged Voice of Tranquility is here, sitting astride

a warhorse.

(Charmed) A bunch of farmers stand nearby.

(White Aura) A Marshall of Maelbrim stands here, enforcing the Law.

A zombie of Drstam walks in.

A zombie of a storm giant soldier walks in.

A zombie of a Muscular Cook walks in.

A stone golem walks in.

A flesh golem walks in.

You drink water from a large fountain.

Your thirst is quenched.

look Azergoth

He is a Blue Dragon, immense

and powerful. Mighty wings jut from a huge,

scaled back, and a large sinuous tail trails off his hindquarters. Four

powerful limbs terminating in deadly-looking claws support its massive,

scaled body, but the most impressive feature of this most impressive being

is the proud, regal head. A long, flattened snout sports row upon row of

razor-sharp teeth, and the glint in his saucer-sized eyes speaks of an

ancient and formidable intellect. His skin is a flowing blue, like the

waves of the river, changing with the flow of the universe. Up and down his

long, scaly neck, is rows of jewels, each of a different size and color.

Several long, sharp horn-like spikes extend from the top of the creatures

head, some tipped with bits of red matter.

The creature wears several articles of clothing about his body. Drapped

around his neck, is a long, black, gem encrusted cape. His upper torso is

mostly covered by a beaten, gold breastplate. His muscles protrude from the

sides, giving the look of a small shirt. Sheathed on his waist, is a large

double-bedded throwing axe, the handle made of pure gold. Thrown over his

shoulder, just above his wings, is a small, splinted shield. He holds a

large double edged sword in his hands, ready for battle. The creature

leaves his lower body bare, as it is quite large. Hidden on the creatures

wings, are several rows of razor sharp claws, each also tipped with the same

red matter that invades his axe.

He is a master explorer.

Azergoth is in excellent condition.

Azergoth looks at you.

You say 'What is this I see! but a king before me?'

Rathanous peers about the area, clutching his mirror tightly.

You say 'Thus I walk across the land, noble kings and lords in hand.'

Beyect rides in.

Beyect looks at you.

Beyect silently moves on.

Beyect rides west.

You say 'So what is the path you claim? to come to be known as a king..'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'The path you claim...'

Rathanous furrows his brow, and grows a bit pale as the sound of cracking glass comes from the mirror he holds.

You raise an eyebrow at the notion.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'The path of a king...'

You say 'Is there nothing you seek? but to echo the words I speak?'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'What do you seek...'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'Your trial continues...'

You say 'The curse of rhymes it is a sin, but to echo anothers wind?'

Rathanous grips the mirror ever tighter as like thunder the sound of cracking glass echoes about.

You say 'What is this you show? knowledge of my trials you know?'

You peer around yourself intently.

A zombie of a Muscular Cook says 'On a night as the blood moon passed.'

A zombie of a Muscular Cook says 'As Destined, my peak came at last.'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'The trial I seek is only mine, though I am sure I'll be just fine.'

Azergoth rocks back and forth, quickly.

A zombie of a Muscular Cook says 'The future sealed my fate thus locked....'

A zombie of a Muscular Cook says 'Like the ticking hands of a clock!!!'

*thwock!* You slap A zombie of a Muscular Cook ringingly.

You say 'Do you mock the simple rhyme, the curse that is undoing my mind!!!'

You peer intently at Azergoth.

muttering is heard from the concealed hand mirror in Rathanous' hand, more sounds of cracking glass echo about the area.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'The trial I seek, a Breaker wants.. His mind control, he always flaunts.'

Azergoth rocks back and forth, quickly.

You say 'And this curse of verse you speak, is it from the future of me?'

You peer intently at Azergoth.

Rathanous furrows his brow his eyes darting madly.

You say 'Dare I demand you show what it is you presume to know!'

It starts to rain.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'What it is you think I know, is not something that I can show.'

You say 'But do you know it to be true, or is this just a game to you?'

Rathanous gestures madly about.

A zombie of a Muscular Cook says 'As these events came to be.'

A zombie of a Muscular Cook

says 'The looking glass took on a new sheen.'

*thwock!* You slap A zombie of a Muscular Cook ringingly.

You say 'Silence you show how weak, my mind cracks the future is bleak!'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'A game is not something I play, this trial I face must end today.'

Azergoth rocks back and forth, quickly.

Rathanous points a crooked finger.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'The Breaker asks so much of me, though my future path, I cannot see..'

You say 'It is a game you play, in his service you pray, to mock me as the rest...to seek the final death!'

Azergoth shakes his head slowly.

Rathanous tries to cover the mirror more, but the muttering spills forth, as a small shard of glass falls

shimmering to the ground.

Rathanous peers at the piece of glass in desperation.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'I assure you there is no game, I'm on a mission in His name.'

You say 'It comes it comes so very fast, the breath that will be my last....'

You peer intently at Azergoth.

You say 'Who is he that you serve? what fate do you deserve?'

You say 'Is it he with no name, who haunts the future of this game..'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'This mission, though, I do not know.. Is there something YOU can show?'

Rathanous roars in frustration as the cracking sound grows louder.

You say 'Soon it will be, time intertwines, and I claim my soul as mine!'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'Your mission now is clear to you, though what am I supposed to

do?'

Azergoth rocks back and forth, quickly.

You say 'What is it you would do if the torture, the pain, the bringer of all suffering in your life you found was you?'

You peer intently at Azergoth.

With a perplexed look upon his face, Azergoth ponders the question.

Rathanous holds the mirror tightly, avoiding looking into it as he awaits an answer.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'An answer I have not for you, but have you asked yourself too?'

The sound of glass cracking punctuates the silence around Rathanous.

You frown disapprovingly.

Rathanous holds the mirror away from himself, glancing at it warily.

You say 'I know what I would say, for my purpose is well known, the path of death, into the fire, into the pyre, is brightly shown.'

Rathanous turns the mirror towards you, and through a series of small cracks you see Rathanous peering back. A dead, cold, pale Rathanous with sunken eyes

muttering as his cold dead lips move in constant incantation.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'Do you know this Breaker well, if that is so, my path you tell?'

Rathanous turns the mirror away, clenching his free fist.

You say 'Do you not see! I reach across time to pass the breach, myself from my own future seeks to heal some wound with times suture.'

You say 'But in cyclic merciless madness it tears with cryptic pointless sadness, ripping across the very lines that sew the fabric of my mind.'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'In the future you can see, the path the Breaker set for me?'

You say 'What pointless purpose this, if once reborn as the lich, myself is lost to the abyss, of insanity!'

Rathanous pauses...

You say 'You wish to know what the thread holds...for you?'

Azergoth agrees absolutely.

You say 'But to do such I would have to reach, myself into the breach, past to the future, future to the past, ending the cycle but is it to fast?'

Rathanous stands more upright, peering harshly...

You say 'And why would I do this! not even comprehending the risk..'

You raise an eyebrow at the notion.

You peer intently at Azergoth.

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'The orb I hold contains my soul, the Breaker asks a heavy toll.'

You say 'But in your hand you hold, the very soul to pay the toll.'

You say 'There is no PRICE worth a SOUL, but anothers listless SOUL'

Rathanous points that bent finger..

You say 'And am I right in my geuss, of the price that has been set?'

In a whisper, Azergoth quietly says to himself, 'It would seem you are correct, on the price that has been set.'

You say 'Such is deaths fortune the souls of the living put to torture.'

You say 'I would leave you with this, for the purpose cannot be missed...the cost, the loss, the utter price, with death is always sacrifice.'

Azergoth attempts to use a brilliant crystal wheel.

Azergoth has left the lands.

Rathanous grows ever paler as the sounds of cracking glass ring out through the area..