An old log

[Vincint]

Was cleaning up my computer and came across this log from the Shadow Rebellion Plot. It made me laugh.

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The guestroom hallway stretches north to south, with some colored doors on the west side. This is the south half of the hallway.

Mortarion is standing close to the blue door. Vincint and Shadust are standing near the north half of the hallway.

Luthar arrives through the north half of the hallway.

Luthar considers Mortarion then.

Shadust glances back at Luthar, Vincint and Mortarion.

Luthar smiles amusedly.

Luthar says, "Pardons."

Luthar leaves through the south door.

Mortarion eyes the south door briefly.

Shadust shakes his head, "Moron..."

Mortarion reaches for the blue door.

Mortarion opens the blue door.

Shadust leaves through the blue door.

Vincint glances at the south door, "We should finish him."

Mortarion agreeably mutters, "Indeed."

Luthar arrives through the south door.

Luthar yawns now.

Luthar says to Mortarion, "Your time comes soon friend."

Mortarion comfortably crosses his arms, "Of course it would be."

Vincint scratches his goatee ponderingly.

Vincint asks Luthar, "Got a blade on ye, son?"

Luthar says to Vincint, "No. Or his time would be now."

Vincint flicks his shadowy grey eyes indicatively to Mortarion, "We can make his time now."

Luthar smirks.

Luthar stretches then.

Luthar walks to the blue door.

Luthar says to Mortarion, "Inviting a tea party?"

Mortarion dimly relates, "You're welcome to join if you'd like."

Mortarion smiles somewhat.

Luthar spits at the floor.

Laike arrives through the north half of the hallway.

Luthar says to Laike, "Blade."

Laike turns his sharp hazel eyes curiously.

Luthar gestures at Mortarion.

Vincint flicks his shadowy grey eyes to Laike.

Vincint chuckles, "Of all the timing..."

Mortarion patiently regards the south half of the guestroom hallway.

Luthar says to Laike, "You have great timing."

Laike asks Luthar lightly, "What be ye saying?"

Luthar says to Laike, "That the enemy of the castle is trapped!"

Mortarion elaborates at Luthar's words, "Horribly so."

Vincint asks Laike, "Have a sword on you?"

Vincint means, "Unrebated."

Luthar says to Laike, "So do you have your blade?"

Laike mentions to Luthar, "I have ney a blade. But I would ney need one to knock a person out."

Luthar grins at Laike.

Vincint skims Mortarion, "He doesn't look armed."

Luthar says to Mortarion, "Want to come peacefully?"

Vincint cracks his knuckles idly.

Mortarion regards Luthar dryly, "Tell you what, you can shut up now. I'll converse with the deputy."

Luthar raises his light eyebrow.

Luthar says, "I'm a recruit for the guard."

Luthar says, "Am I no better then?"

Luthar chuckles at Mortarion.

Laike asks Mortarion, "Well then. Would ye come along quietly then?"

Mortarion turns his gaze toward Laike, "I will not come peacefully."

OOC -- Vincint says, "Before anything goes down, does anyone have consent issues with dieing?"

OOC – Vincint says, "Or getting maimed or whatever."

OOC -- Luthar says, "nope."

OOC -- Mortarion says, "Nope!"

OOC -- Laike says, "lol. Not at all.."

OOC – Vincint says, "Kay, just making sure."

Sinia arrives through the blue door.

Vincint standoffishly watches the south half of the guestroom hallway.

Mortarion steps aside for Sinia, "Pardons."

Lyriss arrives through the south door.

Luthar says to Sinia, "Might want to get out the way."

Alyse arrives through the south door.

Laike bows his head to Sinia, Luthar and Alyse.

Luthar nods to Alyse, "We have 'em trapped."

Luthar says to Alyse, "Got a blade mayhaps?"

Alyse replies to Luthar, "I have a mean pair of scissors."

Luthar laughs at Alyse.

Luthar says, "Ok."

Vincint briefly meets Mortarion's one piceous black eye and one empty socket.

Mortarion partially smirks at Vincint, "Here's to a good evening, I gather."

Laike mentions to Mortarion, "Ye really should come peacefully.."

Mortarion tells Laike stubbornly, "No. I will not."

Luthar says to Alyse, "He doesn't want to come peacefully. We're still trying to offer."

Luthar stretches widely.

Vincint thoughtfully glances at the blue door, "That yours?"

Vincint returns his shadowy grey eyes to Mortarion again.

Mortarion bows his head toward Vincint, "Yes, it is."

Vincint shoos Lyriss and Alyse, "Go get help?"

Luthar shrugs now, "May the best -men-... win."

Mortarion lowers his arms to his sides.

Laike sighs lightly.

Laike asks Vincint, "Ye on our side?"

Vincint glimpses amusedly at Laike, "Of course I am. Shadust's men tried to kill my sister."

Vincint gestures to his slightly wounded right shoulder, "And then Shadust tried to kill me."

Lyriss takes a brass duckcall from her grey barras purse.

Luthar smiles at Lyriss, "Good sera."

You hear a loud "QUACK!" as Lyriss blows her brass duckcall.

Lyriss considers her brass duckcall momentarily.

Luthar says to Lyriss, "Anyone hear it?"

Lyriss answers Luthar simply, "Not that I could discern."

Vincint thoughtfully overhears Lyriss.

Vincint asks Mortarion seriously, "Are you armed?"

Vincint plans mentally.

Vincint skims the south half of the guestroom hallway.

Mortarion clutches his left fist preparedly, "Even if I were I wouldn't use it unless they had one."

Laike turns his sharp hazel eyes to Mortarion then, "Shall we try and do this easily?"

Laike steps towards Mortarion slowly.

Luthar steps to Mortarion's back slowly.

Mortarion casually retracts from the blue door.

Mortarion walks towards the floor.

Luthar lunges at Mortarion's right knee quickly.

Mortarion shifts his right leg backwardly.

Laike sighs lightly.

Luthar stands quickly.

Mortarion swings his left arm toward Laike.

Laike slides lowly.

Luthar growls at Mortarion.

Laike feels Mortarion's left fist airily.

Mortarion lingers briefly.

Luthar moves from the floor to Mortarion.

Laike slides his strong right hand upwardly.

Luthar steps toward Mortarion's back again.

Laike shifts his strong right hand towards Mortarion's chest.

Luthar watches Laike's strong right hand.

Vincint observes consideringly, "It wasn't supposed to go down like this..."

Mortarion roughly feels Laike's right fist against his gravely wounded chest.

Mortarion almost buckles.

Luthar watches Mortarion.

Mortarion staggers back toward Luthar.

Luthar slides his slender right hand around Mortarion's neck.

Laike mentions to Luthar, "Legs."

Luthar grasps his slender right hand with his slender left hand.

Vincint just observes.

Luthar pulls on Mortarion's neck chokingly.

Mortarion lifts his chin helplessly.

Lyriss leaves through the western stairway leading down.

Luthar says to Mortarion, "You gonna come peacefully or do I got to choke you out?"

Vincint decides then.

Lyriss arrives through the western stairway leading down.

Vincint steps to the blue door, "I'm going to see what's in his room."

Luthar says, "I closed his door."

Mortarion sharply thrusts his right elbow into Luthar's right side.

Luthar says, "To block his escape."

Luthar winces at his right side.

Lyriss leaves through the western stairway leading down.

Luthar says, "Get him."

Luthar almost releases his slender right hand.

Laike snaps his strong right hand once.

Mortarion simultaneously grasps Luthar's slender right hand.

Laike aims for Mortarion's chin.

Luthar lifts his right knee to Mortarion's left side.

Vincint eventually steps to Mortarion.

Mortarion sharply feels Luthar's right knee.

Vincint takes a steel dagger from his brown suede pouch.

Vincint presses his steel dagger to Mortarion's throat, "Enough."

Vincint watches Mortarion's one piceous black eye and one empty socket.

Mortarion grits his teeth pausingly.

Mortarion retracts his slender left hand from Luthar's slender right hand.

Vincint tells Mortarion, "Stand up, slowly."

Vincint glances alternatingly at Laike and Luthar.

Alyse takes a red hemp waist cord from her ivory suede pouch.

Laike nods to Alyse thankfully.

Luthar releases Mortarion slowly.

Mortarion gradually straightens.

Mortarion adjusts his ebony leather jerkin peevishly.

Alyse tosses a red hemp waist cord to Laike.

Vincint escorts Mortarion to the blue door, "Open it. If you try to enter, I'll slit your neck."

Mortarion walks with Vincint.

Vincint walks behind Mortarion.

Helena arrives through the north half of the hallway.

Mortarion steps to the blue door.

Vincint steps behind Mortarion.

Luthar walks to the blue door slowly.

Vincint warning holds his steel dagger to Mortarion's throat.

Mortarion opens the blue door obediently.

Luthar says, "Open it mortarion."

Luthar growls.

Luthar says, "I'll check it out."

Helena glances the south half of the guestroom hallway, "Whats going on?"

Luthar leaves through the blue door.

Vincint tells Laike, "Go next."

Vincint amends, "If you're coming."

Vincint securely holds his steel dagger to Mortarion's throat.

Mortarion exhales shortly.

Laike leaves through the blue door.

Vincint just shakes his head at the blue door, "They never use their heads."

Mortarion glances amusedly at Vincint.

Vincint begins to enter the blue door.

[Vincint]

Mortarion arrives through the blue portal.

Laike notices Shadust, "Shit..."

Vincint stands in front of the blue portal.

Laike mentions to Vincint quickly, "Back."

Luthar steps backwardly.

Vincint comfortably turns his shadowy grey eyes to Laike, "Why would I go back?"

Vincint mentions needlessly Shadust, "I brought you company, Master."

Shadust smiles amusedly.

Shadust raises his rough right hand casually.

As Shadust extends his palm the shadows in the room seem drawn to his hand in answer, slithering forward and materializing into the fellblade.

Laike sighs lightly, "Well... I should have seen this coming..."

Vincint agrees entirely, "You should've."

Luthar growls.

Mortarion eyes Luthar's slender right hand, "Let me go, mate."

Shadust asks Vincint, "Care to use something a bit longer?"

Vincint listens to Shadust, "Oh?"

Luthar says to Mortarion, "If im dying your dying too."

Laike shifts to the south wall slowly.

Shadust tosses the fellblade to Vincint, "Catch."

Vincint catches the fellblade.

Luthar growls.

Vincint smiles slowly.

Vincint hands his steel dagger to Mortarion, "Watch the portal..."

Luthar steps behind Mortarion.

Luthar slides his right arm around Mortarion's neck familiarly.

Shadust takes a long wooden spear with a bronze tip.

Laike grins lightly, "Hmm..."

Luthar squeezes Mortarion's neck painfully.

Vincint wields the fellblade.

Mortarion clutches his steel dagger firmly.

Mortarion wields a steel dagger.

Laike turns his sharp hazel eyes to Vincint, "I knew ye wanted to kill me... But this is a little excessive."

Vincint turns his shadowy grey eyes likewise to Laike, "I've been waiting for this for a long time..."

Mortarion backwardly juts a dagger blade.

Luthar steps leftward.

Luthar releases Mortarion quickly.

Mortarion faces Luthar quickly.

Luthar smirks.

Vincint glances at Luthar, "Give it a rest, kid. There's three of us, armed, and two of you, unarmed."

Luthar steps backward.

Luthar says to Vincint, "I will not hold back."

Laike slides his strong right hand to his ivory fox-fur pouch.

Laike takes an ash practice sword from his ivory fox-fur pouch.

Laike sighs at his ash practice sword, "Not much.. But will have to do.."

Luthar growls to Laike, "Sorry."

Shadust steps around a blue guest room, "Well... isn't this amusing?"

Luthar begins to examine a quaint redoak wardrobe.

Vincint mentions to Shadust, "There's an army outside the door, by the way."

Shadust merely tells Vincint, "Let's toss them two corpses."

Mortarion generally inquires of Luthar and Laike, "What are your names by the way?"

Mortarion handles his steel dagger patiently.

Luthar says to Mortarion, "Why do you give a shit?"

Vincint tells Mortarion, "That one's Laike.. my "old friend"."

Vincint steps towards Laike, "Just you and me.."

Vincint supposes, "If you win, I may let you go."

Shadust paces to the blue portal.

Luthar sees the blue portal.

Luthar growls.

Mortarion smiles then, "Ah, I'd like you to meet my dear friend."

Mortarion points a dagger blade toward Sobriki.

Shadust blocks the blue portal with his long wooden spear with a bronze tip.

Laike points his ash practice sword towards Vincint, "Ye realy think I can leave with Shad here?"

Luthar smirks at Shadust.

Laike wields an ash practice sword.

Vincint challenges Laike to a duel.

Laike accepts Vincint challenge.

Vincint slides into a guarding stance

Laike slides into a guarding stance.

Vincint two-handedly grasp a fellblade's ribbed grip, "Let's see what you have then..."

Vincint smiles grimly at Laike.

Vincint instantly arches the fellblade.

With a swing, Vincint nearly slashes Laike, who desperately parries from guard.

Vincint slides into a guard stance.

Shadust observes a blue guest room emotionlessly.

Vincint clashes Laike's ash practice sword soundly.

Laike shifts his ash practice sword barely, "Damned blade."

Vincint retracts the fellblade easily, "Fool.."

Laike shifts his body lowly.

Vincint extends the fellblade harshly, "You have nothing!"

The swords ring as Laike barely parries in time.

Laike sweeps his ash practice sword upwardly.

The blades clash and ring as their attacks are parried.

Laike slides into a guarding stance.

Vincint snaps the fellblade back to himself.

Vincint takes up the guard stance.

Laike sweeps his ash practice sword evenly.

Vincint quickly parries Laike's swing.

Vincint spins clockwise.

Vincint sweeps the fellblade with himself.

Vincint attacks Laike; he parries while pulling back his blade.

Laike slides into a guarding stance.

Vincint swings the fellblade back to himself, "Come on.. surely you can do better, son."

Vincint takes up the guard stance.

Luthar growls.

Laike begins to rest.

Laike drops into a guarding stance.

Laike pokes his ash practice sword quickly.

Laike makes a thrust at Vincint -- he parries.

Laike shifts into a guarding stance.

Vincint swats Laike's ash practice sword aside.

Vincints counters now, "I've been waiting for this.."

Vincint's sword brushes past Laike's guard, and slashes him.

A solid hit!Laike's chest has been seriously wounded!

Laike and Vincint stop dueling. Laike has been declared the loser.

[Vincint]

Vincint twists the fellblade bloodily in Laike's seriously wounded chest, "This is too good…"

Luthar says to Shadust, "So your just going to stab me?"

Shadust nods to Luthar, "In time."

Laike clutches his chest.

Luthar says, "Not give me a chance to fight back?"

Luthar spits.

Mortarion sighs at Luthar, "Please don't spit in here. I try to keep the place tidy."

Laike grins at Vincint, "It has been a while, Vincint. Do give me some leeway."

Luthar says to Shadust, "People consider you honorable."

Luthar says, "Give me a blade."

Shadust tells Luthar, "My honor does not make me your own personal armoury."

Vincint chuckles at Laike, "It's been too long since we've crossed blades.."

Luthar stalks toward Mortarion.

Mortarion guardedly raises a dagger blade, "Careful mate."

Luthar says, "I don't give a damn bout your blade."

Shadust just shakes his head at Luthar.

Luthar growls.

Luthar kicks his right foot harshly towards Mortarion's chest.

Mortarion upwardly slashes a dagger blade at Luthar's right leg.

Luthar winces at his right leg

Laike winces barely, "Ye are.. quite.. worthy of my... pity Vince.."

Vincint briefly brushes his slightly wounded right shoulder.

Vincint chuckles at Laike, "You just lost to a wounded man.."

Laike breathes shallowly, "And ye injured a wounded man… though... mine… was... worse."

Vincint smugly watches Laike, "How does it feel Laike… to know that in the end, you were no match for Vincint Escobar?"

Vincint tells Laike sincerely, "I want to know how you feel before I kill you."

Vincint levels the fellblade with Laike's throat, "Speak up, boy."

Laike tilts his sharp hazel eyes to Vincint slowly, "The way… I… feel? Heh… I feel good… to know… I was the better man.

Shadust turns to Vincint, "Just kill him now... before I have to listen to any more of his ramblings."

Mortarion steps to Luthar.

Mortarion presses a dagger blade toward Luthar's chest.

Luthar jumps backwardly.

Luthar stumbles then.

Luthar feels his right leg bloodily.

Luthar stands weakly.

Mortarion paces toward Luthar slowly.

Luthar growls at Mortarion.

Vincint tilts his shadowy grey eyes to Laike finally, "......this is the end for you, mate."

Laike watches Vincint patiently, "For myself since I do ney have a real sword. But at least I can beat ye."

Laike shifts to his feet barely.

Vincint attacks Laike now.

Vincint challenges Laike to a duel.

Laike shifts his ash practice sword protectively.

Laike accepts Vincint's challenge.

Vincint shifts into the guard stance.

Laike drops into a guarding stance.

Laike shifts forwardly.

Vincint easily parries Laike's uncertain blow.

Vincint swats Laike's ash practice sword aside, "Fool."

Laike slides into the guard stance.

Laike stumbles barely.

Laike growls deeply.

Vincint extends the fellblade again, "You have nothing on me, child."

Vincint appears to be careless.

From guard, Laike easily parries Vincint's uncertain attack.

Mortarion steps aside.

Laike shifts his right arm again.

Vincint coolly retracts the fellblade.

Vincint takes up the guard stance.

Vincint easily parries Laike's uncertain blow.

Laike shifts into a guarding stance.

Laike chuckles at Vincint, "I have my honor… as ye never had any."

Laike growls at Vincint, "Ye will not take me easily…"

The swords ring as Vincint barely parries Laike's slash.

Vincint disinterestedly grinds the fellblade against Laike's ash practice sword.

Vincint slides the fellblade from Laike's ash practice sword then.

Vincint jumps aside.

Vincint lands on the bed.

Laike growls at Vincint, "Ye lost your way.."

Vincint condescendingly lowers his shadowy grey eyes to Laike, "No.. I've been enlightened to the true way.."

Luthar turns to Mortarion slowly.

Mortarion conveniently thrusts his steel dagger at Luthar's right side.

Luthar growls.

Luthar smashes his right elbow at Mortarion's chest then.

Mortarion painedly feels Luthar's right elbow against his gravely wounded chest.

Luthar drives his right elbow into Mortarion's chest.

Luthar pushes himself into Mortarion's steel dagger still.

Luthar shudders painedly.

Luthar falls forwardly.

Luthar lands on his slender hands.

Luthar lays close to the floor.

Mortarion twists his steel dagger crookedly.

Luthar coughs bloodily.

Mortarion openly feels his gravely wounded chest.

Shadust remains by the blue portal.

Mortarion crouches down near Luthar.

Luthar moves from Mortarion to the floor.

Luthar stumbles to the floor painfully.

Luthar turns his gaze to Mortarion.

Luthar lays on his back tiredly.

Luthar mutters.

Vincint concludes finally to Laike, "Time to finish up."

Mortarion softly inquires of Luthar, "Will you die peacefully?"

Laike smirks at Vincint barely, "Use a differant blade."

Vincint briefly strokes the fellblade.

Vincint raises his heavy eyebrow at Laike, "I'm a pirate. I don't play fair."

Laike sighs at Vincint, "I did really think highly of ye before.."

Luthar says to Mortarion, "You die peacefully."

Mortarion slams his steel dagger against Luthar's chest.

Luthar winces at his chest bloodily.

Laike watches Vincint waveringly.

Vincint starts suddenly

Vincint beats Laike's ash practice sword leftward.

Vincint partially exposes Laike's torso.

Laike feels his gravely wounded chest barely.

Vincint strikes opportunely.

Vincint's sword brushes past Laike's guard, and impales him.

A solid hit!Laike's chest has been fatally wounded!

Laike sustains a mortal wound! He staggers backward, stumbles and sinks to the floor with a final gasp of agony.

An eerie quiet falls upon the room as the realization dawns that he is dead.

Laike (Deceased) and Vincint stop dueling. Laike (Deceased) has been declared the loser.

Vincint slowly pulls the fellblade from the corpse of Laike.

Shadust nods to Vincint quietly.

Mortarion quietly chides Luthar, "Sleep."

Luthar groans deeply.

Luthar slumps.

A solid hit! Luthar has been fatally wounded!

Luthar sustains a mortal wound! He staggers backward, stumbles and sinks to the floor with a final gasp of agony.

An eerie quiet falls upon the room as the realization dawns that he is dead.

[Vincint]

Mortarion retracts a dagger blade slickly.

Shadust lowers his long wooden spear with a bronze tip.

Shadust steps away from the blue portal.

Shadust moves away from the blue portal.

Shadust moves to a blue guest room.

Vincint considers.

Vincint raises his shadowy grey eyes to Shadust, "What should we do with these bodies?"

Mortarion raises to his feet.

Mortarion walks toward a small ornate table.

Vincint supposes, "Could leave them in the Under..."

Mortarion removes a steel dagger.

Mortarion carefully tosses a steel dagger to Vincint, "Catch."

Vincint catches a steel dagger.

Vincint removes the fellblade.

Mortarion stands in front of a small ornate table.

Mortarion opens his crimson pouch.

Vincint hands the fellblade to Shadust.

The fellblade sunders itself into shadows.

Vincint glances amusedly at Mortarion, "Sorry for letting them gang you. I 'ad to wait fer the right moment."

Vincint drops his steel dagger in his brown suede pouch.

Mortarion tightly adjusts a jerkin's laces, "It's quite alright."

Mortarion compresses his gravely wounded chest snugly.

Shadust nods to Vincint, "Looks like you're staying the night here."

Vincint nods to Shadust, "Looks like it."

Shadust gestures to Sobriki, "Cuddle up."

Sobriki is a tall, muscular man of light complexion with a full head of wavy coal-black hair, trimmed and combed, and a luxuriant sideburns. He appears to be fatally wounded. He is carrying a severed arm. He is wearing tan pants, beige boots and a beige vest.

Vincint blandly gazes upon Sobriki.

Vincint just asks, "What the hell?"

Shadust turns to Vincint, "Search the bodies. Then we'll dispose of them."

Vincint steps to the corpse of Laike.

Vincint begins to examine the corpse of Laike.

Vincint takes an ash practice sword from the corpse of Laike.

Vincint takes a tawny goatskin satchel from the corpse of Laike.

Vincint begins to examine his tawny goatskin satchel.

Vincint snorts, "Pheh."

Vincint takes a simple poplar cane from the corpse of Laike.

Vincint tosses an ash practice sword and a simple poplar cane on the bed.

Vincint steps to the corpse of Luthar.

Vincint begins to examine the corpse of Luthar.

Shadust nods at an earth charm, "Take that as well. A gift from the Queen...I might be able to trade that for an extra sword."

Vincint takes an earth charm from the corpse of Laike.

Vincint kicks the corpse of Luthar roughly, "He's only new."

Vincint shrugs, "Nothing worth taking."

Vincint chuckles, "Well.. cept his life."

Shadust mutters to himself mostly, "Not even that, in my opinion."

Mortarion nods toward a deputy badge, "That might fetch a fancy coin."

Vincint takes a maroon pouch from the corpse of Luthar.

Vincint begins to examine his maroon pouch.

Vincint takes an ice scroll from his maroon pouch.

Vincint unfurls his ice scroll.

Vincint chuckles.

Vincint crumples his ice scroll, "Looks like Luthar is one of Boreas' lackies."

Vincint casts an ice scroll aside.

Shadust tisks, "I thought the Consort had better taste."

Vincint turns to Shadust, "It's all junk. Crappy garments and food."

Shadust clasps his rough hands behind his back, "Lug them to the portal and push them through."

Shadust steps gradually to an ice scroll.

Vincint puts his earth charm in his brown suede pouch.

Shadust folds an ice scroll straight.

Vincint doublechecks his maroon pouch first.

Vincint begins to examine his maroon pouch.

Vincint cackles suddenly.

Vincint reaches into his maroon pouch, "I never would've guessed he was the type..."

Vincint takers a salmon burlap skirt from his maroon pouch.

Vincint sniggers.

Shadust smiles at Vincint slightly.

Mortarion turns his piceous black left eye toward Vincint's salmon burlap skirt.

Vincint flashes salmon burlap skirt at Shadust and Mortarion, "Like what you see, boys?"

Vincint easily amuses himself, "Don't you want to release the woman inside you?"

Mortarion smirks somewhat, "How odd."

Vincint drops his salmon burlap skirt in his maroon pouch.

Shadust nods towards Vincint, "Enough fun, then. Get rid of them. We have things to discuss."

Vincint tosses a maroon pouch through the blue portal.

Vincint throws a tawny goatskin satchel through the blue portal.

Vincint steps to the corpse of Laike.

Vincint takes the corpse of Laike.

Shadust places a long wooden spear with a bronze tip on the bed.

Vincint drags the corpse of Laike to the blue portal.

Shadust sits down on the bed restfully.

Vincint tosses the corpse of Laike through the blue portal, "Geronimoo!"

Mortarion hears the blue portal amusedly.

OOC – Vincint says, "Rofl. > The corpse of Laike comes flying through the blue door and lands on the ground nearby, "Geronimoo!"

Vincint takes the corpse of Luthar.

Vincint throws the corpse of Luthar through the blue portal.

Vincint stretches slowly, "Ah.."

Shadust wipes his furrowed forehead with his right palm, "Well, then..."