July 2005 on Sakeriver.com

Pensive Reveals a Bit

Fri, 29 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Scott

Subject: Re: Pensive and Garyth

Pensive realizes that he has paused, needle in mid-air, thread stretching out of the bloody wound in Garyth's side. Listening to Garyth's tale of the Kaishin's birth. Pensive shuts his mouth, blinks, comes back to himself.

"I was going to kill him," Pensive whispers. He looks at Garyth, and his eyes fill with tears. "Him and his child. I didn't know. . . I feared he had been corrupted."

He takes a breath. "The Kaishin. Blood and Stone, there is hope in that, don't you feel it? And you say he is named Promise? Yes." Pensive gives a little laugh. "That fits, I see that it fits. It is a good name."

He picks up stitching where he had left off. Several times, the elf opens his mouth to say something, then thinks better of it, and is silent.

Garyth's Response; Restarting 8/1?

Thu, 28 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Ty

Subject: restarting the game

I am caught up at work. Is anyone interested in restarting the game on august 1st rather than sept 1st?

From: Karl

Subject: Re: restarting the game

I'm ready when you are.

From: Raja

Subject: Re: restarting the game

I won't be around on August 1st, but August 2nd would be quite agreeable. :P

From: Karl

Pensive and Garyth

Tue, 26 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Scott

Subject: Pensive and Garyth

OOC: This is something that I should have done a while ago. Mike, are you up for a little RP?

Pensive bites the inside of his lip as he approaches Garyth. There's no mistaking it-- the captain does not want to be bothered this evening. The scent of grief and bitterness and guilt scuttles around Garyth like rats.

When Garyth sees him, Pensive lifts a roll of bandages, a wad of lint, and small jar of ointment in explanation. "Osred will kill me if I don't see to you," Pensive says. "And then he'll probably kill you for refusing my help. Let us save both our lives, and Osred's eternal soul, hmm?"

There is needle and thread aplenty-- appropriated, as Osred would say, from a stunned tailor's backpack. Pensive didn't approve of Osred's methods, but now was not the time to gripe over them. Pensive sews the flesh on Garyth's side closed, then the wounds on his back.

"You. . . travelled with Mission, then?" Pensive asks finally. "I taught him when he was a child in Bannock's Ire, you know. He was a quick study. Impulsive, a bit. He was apprenticed to an older member of our order, I believe. Penance was her name." Pensive's eyes flick up to find Garyth's for a moment. Was there a flash of recognition at the name, there? How much had Mission told these men, Garyth and Rennick, and the wizards, of the Path of Blood and Stone, and Mission's fall from it?

"Can you tell me of Mission?" Pensive's voice cracks. "And the Kaishin? How did he come to be? How was he born? What--"

But there the elf stops, and ducks his head. He waits for Garyth's reply.

From: Raja

Jake, Too

Thu, 07 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Jake

Subject: Re: Game hiatus

I'll be here.

Game Hiatus

Wed, 06 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Ty

Subject: Game hiatus

I remember last summer it was really hard to get the game moving forward. People just have so many other interesting things to do during the summer.

I'd like to put the game on hiatus until Sept 1st.

Would anyone still be around to play if I restarted then?

From: Raja

Subject: Re: Game hiatus

I will weep bitter tears between now and then, but I'll still be able to play.

From: Mark

Sa'id Wakes Up

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Raja

Subject: Re: Gully's or Bust

"Wake up, we've slept half the day away."

Sa'id's eyes snap open, the afterimage of firelight glowing eerily in his vision. He certainly doesn't -feel- like he's slept half the day -- or even half the night. But Farron was still breathing. Elise's death had not caught up with him while they slept.

And... dreamt? Half-formed thoughts dance at the edges of his mind and memory, darkling thoughts that scuttle from the light of his consciousness. Sa'id, who not so very long ago thought he could grasp even the most elusive, subtle concepts with his towering intellect, is deeply unsettled to find himself so unaware of what is going on within the confines of his own mind.

What is happening to me?

The necromancer helps Kasen maneuver Farron's limp form onto the warrior's warhorse, then mounts up himself. It isn't until they are well underway that he realizes he has forgotten his morning prayers.

Gully's or Bust

Fri, 01 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

From: Ty

Subject: Gully's or Bust

Kasen sits up suddenly. It is still fairly dark, and he can hear Sa'id snoring noisily nearby. But he feels too rested for it to still be night. It was four in the morning at least before they bedded down. He feels like he's had a full night's sleep. That would make it almost-

Noon. He looks up, and through the thick canopy of clouds, he can see a faintly illuminated spot directly overhead. It is noon. This is as bright as it was going to get. With his eyes adjusted, it is about as bright as a room with the curtains pulled on a bright day. He would be able to ride Storm without breaking her leg, but he hopes he won't have to try and see more than twenty or thirty feet in any direction.

He gets up, and puts on his armor. When even that loud clanking doesn't wake the wizard, he pushes him gently with his foot. "Wake up, we've slept half the day away."

Sa'id is awake immediately, and hurries to check on Farron. The stricken wizard is still breathing steadily, though his face looks drawn.

From: Karl