Mau - I loved that gal! so sad she's not around anymore - no PvP nor PvE skills at all, but extremely nice to have around - Calian Council member by that time
the discussion is a few moments after Saya used one of the vamp's "features" to split Morti (hero Calian) from Laurel's team and slay him solo in ttroll caves
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Saya is a pale brooding female human, presenting herself as:
Saya of the House of Belecthor, myth, female human.
She is wielding a basket-hilt falchion in her left hand.
She is wearing a golden scabbard.
She has about her an aura of feminine mystique.
She is smiling charmingly.
She is wearing a suede leather scrip (open), a pair of thick leather gloves,
a ruby-eyed snake ring, a flowing ermine-lined robe, a midnight black
platemail, a mithril anklet, a clear silver ring, a silver and onyx ring, a
mysterious alexandrite-encrusted vermeil torque, a mithril and diamond
necklace, a pair of fur-lined leather boots, a platinum toroid shaped
brooch, a simple circlet of onyx-flecked silver and a great black skull.
Her hair is long, dark brown and straight.
She has piercing pale blue eyes.
She has frost white skin.
She is the Lady of the House of Belecthor.
She is short and lean for a human.
She looks like the image of perfection.
She seems to be feeling very well.
You say: I would love to know why you killed Morti, who did not harm you
before.
Maureenanne arrives from the south.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and east.There are six obvious exits: northwest, southwest, south, west, north and east.
Maureenanne.
Maureenanne peers quizzically around.
Maureenanne gives you a meaningful look which you understand to mean: she coming back?
Someone whispers to you: That is between me and him.
You say: well, she is here - hidden of course
Maureenanne smiles: Saya
Someone whispers: Greetings again, Maureenanne.
Maureenanne whispers: Greetingsd
Maureenanne wonders: May we see you?
Maureenanne whispers: let's go to board room. 3n, w
Didelith projects a thought to you:
Saya went straight for morti??
You say: well, I thought it was between me and you, now you say it's between him and you too - I doubt he knows anything about that
Maureenanne leaves north.
You concentrate on your crystalline medallion with a sapphire blue tint.
You project a thought to Didelith:
Yes
Someone whispers: You are correct. Laurel, and the others that he has used.
Didelith projects a thought to you:
FUCK that sucks
Maureenanne queries: she?
Maureenanne smiles.
Maureenanne coos: My point is, I do not want Calia dragged into a war with you
You say: You went sraight for Morti ...
A tiny elven nymph dragon mysteriously appears to someone, and she retrieves a scroll from her.
Someone reads the old scroll.
Maureenanne whispers: However, we will not stand by and have you slaughter our brothers and sisters
Someone whispers: I will not bring Calia into a war with me.
Maureenanne coos: So I'd like an explanation
Maureenanne wonders: You attacked and killed Morti because...?
Someone whispers: First, ask Laurel who Valthard introduced me to.
Maureenanne coos: Yes, I did hear about that
Maureenanne coos: I also heard you will kill him for that
You say: Actually you quite do that now - you use Bofur and MMs to hunt me - I considered it personal till now
Someone gets an intricately woven silvery thorns from her mortar.
Someone removes her crystalline medallion with a pale red tint.
You say: Now you change your words into "it's between me and Morti"
Someone gives a crystalline medallion with a pale red tint to Maureenanne.
Someone winces slightly as she wears the intricately woven silvery thorns.
Maureenanne smiles: thanks
Someone whispers to you: He can come to me if he wants my reasons.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne whispers: As a leader of his guild, I'd like an explanation too
Someone whispers: Then Laurel can go elsewhere.
Maureenanne gives you a meaningful look which you understand to mean: please?
Someone winces slightly in pain.
You say: When you tracked me for several hours and scryied over 20 times, I had no Morti in team
Maureenanne coos: I think Laurel is entitled to know
You say: So you make it a "personal" vs 2 people in the same guild
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Someone whispers: 2?
Deafening sound assaults your ears as someone explodes in peals of maniacal laughter.
clook maureenanne it's like talking with Bildor you know
You give Maureenanne a meaningful look which she fully understands.
Someone whispers: You think I have forgotten Galen?
You say: ahh, you mean more?
Maureenanne nods at you.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
You say: oh yes, for he's a Calian who assists his leaders
You hold your thumb upwards.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Someone whispers to Maureenanne: Laurel's friends have let themselves get dragged into this conflict.
Someone whispers to Maureenanne: Morti did the same, with his use of my introduction.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
You say: Saya, just count how many times was it me to attack you and how many times it was you to attack me and my teams.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne whispers: Laurel and her friends are my brothers and sisters. It's going to be difficult for our guild to stay out of this if things like this happen
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Someone whispers: Has Laurel also told you of the other messes he has been making?
Maureenanne breathes: Laurel is a she, and I've heard of a few skirmishes. on both sides
Someone gives a letter to the frail child acting as her messenger.
The frail child folds the paper up, puts it in an envelope, and seals it.
She then dashes off as fast as she can.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne queries: Saya, are you satisfied that Morti's death ends this with you?
Maureenanne gives you a meaningful look which you understand to mean: bear with me
clook maureenanne of course
You give Maureenanne a meaningful look which she fully understands.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Someone whispers to Maureenanne: We stand in the room with the final
resolution.
Maureenanne inquires: Laurel only?
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne ponders: or will you continue to hunt and attack other Calians?
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Someone whispers: Galen is the only other one. I presume you do not protect mercenaries now?
Someone whispers: I would be willing to consider letting him off the hook,
though.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne whispers: I am not hear to discuss mercenaries, only Calians
Maureenanne coos: here
Maureenanne blushes profusely.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne gives you a meaningful look which you understand to mean:
suggestions?
clook maureenanne I would love to have a fair fight with her without darkness, herbs a etc. but she won't make it happen
You give Maureenanne a meaningful look which she fully understands.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Someone whispers: As it stands though, if Laurel and her teams keep attacking my pets, I may take it beyond that as well.
Maureenanne coos: Saya, perhaps you and Laurel need to fight it out one on one. No darkness, herbs, no dragging anyone else into it
You say: I and my teams attacked you _ONCE_ and you know it
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne asks: Would you both agree to that?
Maureenanne breathes: to the death
Someone winces slightly in pain.
You say: on the contrary you kept scrying me and tracking for hours and
attacked me with the help of mages as well as other vampires
Deafening sound assaults your ears as someone explodes in peals of maniacal laughter.
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne raises her eyebrow inquisitively at you.
Didelith projects a thought to you:
You hunting saya atm ??
Maureenanne smiles to you: would you agree to such a fight to settle things
Maureenanne queries: ?
Someone whispers to Maureenanne: Laurel hides much from your eyes.
You concentrate on your crystalline medallion with a sapphire blue tint.
You project a thought to Didelith:
Nope - talking with her and Mau in board 3n,w from RB
Someone winces slightly in pain.
Maureenanne coos: Perhaps, Saya, but a fight such as I suggest could settle things between you if you both agreed to fight to the death on those terms
You say: I suggested it and I will stand my fight, and I do know it's death
because Saya is way bigger then me
Someone removes the intricately woven thorns from her neck, and looks very relieved.
Maureenanne asks: Saya?
You say: But of course she will never fight me and the other Calian she has a grudge with
Maureenanne ponders: Saya, are you here?
Someone whispers: I am here.
Maureenanne inquires: Are you considering my suggestion?
clook maureenanne afraid of critical hits and loosing her stats, stupid child :)
You give Maureenanne a meaningful look which she fully understands.
Someone whispers: I am, though I do not consider it to be in good faith, on Laurel's part, not yours.
Maureenanne inquires: how so?
Someone whispers: She's run away on several occasions before, and not shown any signs of integrity in the past.
You feel a great shift in the market.
Maureenanne whispers: She is stating now that she will engage you in a fight, on those terms, to the death
Maureenanne smiles: and if so, it will put an end to attacks on both sides
clook maureenanne I died for Galen already in the past, let's make it happen again
You give Maureenanne a meaningful look which she fully understands.
Someone whispers: I will consider it.
Maureenanne asks: ok, how should it be set up? Shall I leave it to you two? or...?
You say: Well, I doubt Saya will stop killing rising heros after she kills me ( for I'm sure she can in a fair fight ) but I have one more suggestion - I fight for Valthard too, agreed?
Someone whispers to you: For Valthard too? You must be joking.
Someone whispers: The only way he will get off, is if all of you forgot me.
Someone whispers: And even then, I don't think I can forgive him for his
action.
Maureenanne raises her eyebrow inquisitively at you.
You say: Don't you think you are making up a god of yourself?
Maureenanne giggles merrily.
You say: You're a puny undead who is afraid of fighting me when I'm not hurt or you don't have several darkness levels, not a god at all
Someone whispers to you: No, merely an immortal in the presense of food.
Maureenanne asks: ok, ok, let's get back to it. Fight? or no fight?
Maureenanne waits patiently.
Someone whispers: Excuse me a moment, I must read this mail.
Someone whispers: I am back.
You say: I can fight for me and Galen, but will of course assist Valthard shall you engage him when he's teamed with me
You say: When he's not with me, it's your free pray
Maureenanne coos to you: and if you are attacked...
Maureenanne raises her eyebrow inquisitively at you.
You say: I thought my death today would stop Saya's bloodlust.
Maureenanne whispers: you died today too? I thought it was just Morti
You say: No, I mean my future dead, shall Saya accept my challenge finally.
Maureenanne goes: Ahh....
Maureenanne nods her head understandingly.
Maureenanne breathes: Saya, do you agree to the terms? Laurel fights for her and Galen. You fight to the death. That resolves it between you. But she can assist if on a team ATTACKED by you
Maureenanne raises her eyebrow inquisitively.
Maureenanne wonders: A decision please?
Someone whispers: Alright. And the place?
Maureenanne ponders: Saya, are you here?
Maureenanne smiles: oh, ok
You say: Saya, I don't belive in your honour - I do belive you will find
wonderstupid reasons to attack me and my parties in future. I gave you time to reconsider a fair fight, yet you failed to accept a fair duel. You're a pest - not even worth a spit.
Maureenanne breathes: Laurel, let's give this a chance
Maureenanne breathes: the place? hmm
You say: I did - for the last 15 minutes.
Maureenanne coos: I suggest on the beach
Maureenanne smiles: rarely travelled
Someone reads the old scroll.
Maureenanne coos: RB, s, 3 or 4 west, s about 4
Maureenanne asks: agreed?
You say: I suggest at least same armours - you're over 2 mortal levels bigger.
Someone whispers to you: So you are losing the shield then?
Someone whispers to you: Alright, same armours.
You say: of course not - you know it
Maureenanne whispers: Saya, shield is not an herb or magic or anything we discussed
Someone whispers: So magic is banned from it as well?
Maureenanne asks: Laurel? what about magic?
Maureenanne ponders: I'd really like to stay out of this as much as possible and let you two decide. Can you?
You say: I will not bargain about my death - really, not with a myth. If you're not confident in your stats - go kill more heros, or rising heros.
clook maureenanne I'm out - it's crap.
You give Maureenanne a meaningful look which she fully understands.
Maureenanne wonders: Saya, your level?
Someone whispers: My level?
Maureenanne nods solemnly.
Maureenanne ponders: legend? myth?
Someone whispers: I am a Myth, as Laurel knows.
Maureenanne boggles at the very concept.
Maureenanne breathes: I did not
Maureenanne breathes: No herbs, no darkness, no one aiding. that's the rules
You say: I will go check my mail now.