Re-hi, Eilonwy.
Glad you survived and I look forward to your War Story.

Now just have to decide how to deal with the one who got her into this recent trouble.

Shadowstalker wrote:I wouldn't be to sure of that Hannah.

Well wait fer her ta say it before she makes up her mind.

Hannah

PS: She's gonna hafta go slow for a while, she's still pretty beat up.

Sasha's heart is in the right place but lilac may have to go in a window box on the outside; it can get very aromatic. She could crack open her window though and catch the scent.

Sasha just showed me a little something he is sending to Eilonwy. It is a little project he went to work on as soon as he learned she lacked eyes.

They are insense cones that ignite with a snap of the fingers, touch the tip of the cone, and add a dash of mental energy (she won't have to fuss with a lighter) and they start smoking within 3 seconds and burn for a whopping 15 minutes, but the scent should linger quite a while longer.

I hope she likes the smell of vanilla, jasmine, and oranges. That's all that has been made so far.

Could be much worse.

Better than smelling like a Mexican restaurant.

Ron Caliburn wrote:So my place is going to start smelling of fruit and spices . . .

It is your place, so you get to decide. It's just a little welcoming back parcel we'd like to through together.

I agree with The Girl.

That's very sweet of you Hannah.
The parcel is ready to go. I plan on hand delivering, however.

Excellent.

Not since I went home and saw that the temple was nearly destroyed. I am still displeased with the fact that I took the trip and he did not respond to my efforts to get him clear of the area without complications.

I hope that it was a matter of would not rather than could not, but it still irritates me greatly, the least he could have done is respond, especially after the mess I found when I got there.

does elonwy have a better idea about what they are? what they look like, or something?

I'm confused.

duamerthrax wrote:does elonwy have a better idea about what they are? what they look like, or something?

Why would I know what they look like? I know they’re just as deadly as described them to be, and a tiny insight into their reasoning, but beyond that . . . I am just as restless as you guys.

sorry, i just spent some time reading old posts. i feel kind of stupid for asking now.
course, i think is was a bad idea to just go off on your own like that. you don't want to get killed again, do ya?

Anything who can sack a temple that still trained people to fight demons and monsters in their many forms, training them in swordmanship, martial arts, and focused on religious trainign as well, that leaves no survivors, is not to be underestimated.

I am sorry of your loss Ms. Solstice. It is one more thing to bring to who or whatever may have been behind the attacks when the time comes.

For the little I knew him Holister was a good man, like my brother who studied at the temple, his loss will be anwered for.


I would like, sometime in the near future to speak with you, to learn more about the things I will see destroyed.

duamerthrax wrote:sorry, i just spent some time reading old posts. i feel kind of stupid for asking now.
course, i think is was a bad idea to just go off on your own like that. you don't want to get killed again, do ya?

Don’t worry about it. We all make mistakes. I didn’t consider much of anything when I left to find him. I was running on instinct. Yes, it might have been foolish, but had I waited . . . it might have been worse.

Kei Nakamura wrote:I am sorry of your loss Ms. Solstice. It is one more thing to bring to who or whatever may have been behind the attacks when the time comes.

For the little I knew him Holister was a good man, like my brother who studied at the temple, his loss will be anwered for.


I would like, sometime in the near future to speak with you, to learn more about the things I will see destroyed.

Oh, Ben’s not dead. He’s just . . . in healing. I’m sorry, I am making no sense. I’m trying to finish my story, but it’s just so . . . close to the surface. Every time I start writing about it, the memories . . . overwhelm me. It’s difficult to continue it, but I know I must.

I would enjoy meeting you, Kei. Any help I can give would be a pleasure.

I understand Ms. Solstice, take however much time you need. I will see what I can come up with to help compensate for your disadvantage, a lot of my ideaas I am sure would not work, but some may prove usefull.