// Something that was started long ago has not been finished yet
// and somehow Aragog remembers today.
// Background - Before Aragog became a Satho, she was actually
// the Chosen One of Zhakrin - a task she never managed to pass on
// to another person since Laurel vanished

It's Night.
The houses here stand close to each other, and just about every building
has two or three floors. Each of the floors covers a larger area than the
one below, making the turns and crossings very narrow. The road is made of
irregular cobblestones and is full with filth and excrements, which
literally smell like shit.
This is the central marketplace of Asador. Here a wooden large cross has
been erected in the center of the marketplace. A small chapel lies to the
east and two roads lead further into the city. Near the center of the
marketplace there is an old worn well.
There are six obvious exits: northup, northeast[r], east, southeast[r],
south, west[r].
Groel is resting here, Mordan and two skinny stinking neuter faun ghouls.


rcall grindel I would appreciate a meeting with you. You know the meadow
southwest of Elvandar? The hidden grove?
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'mind call' miracle.
Your deity grants you the power of 'mind call'.
You sent your thoughts.


Suddenly you hear the voice of Grindel whispering in your mind:

you mean the hidden glade at the spring?

Then the voice silences.


rcall grindel yes
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'mind call' miracle.
Your deity grants you the power of 'mind call'.
You sent your thoughts.


It's Night.
There is just a sprinkling of trees here on the outskirts of the forest. A
small brook burbles merrily, running in from the west to the southeast,
where it tumbles over the rocks and finally makes its way to the sea. Paths
lead off to the north and northeast.
There are two obvious exits: north, northeast.
A beautiful gigantic birch tree.

You bend over nearly double and force your way through the gap in the
bushes. You end up with wet feet and a number of scratches, but when you can
look around again, you find yourself in a beautiful glade.

It's Night.
Only a sprinkling of trees spreads shade over this secluded glade. In the
center of the ring of trees, a small spring bubbles out of the ground,
flowing into a brook which runs to the east. There seems to be an ancient
altar built around the opening in the rock where the spring comes out. To
the south, dangerous-looking rocks block your way to the sea. The only exit
seems to be back from where you came.
A beautiful gigantic apple tree.
Grindel and a smart brown female fox.

Grindel is an emerald-eyed old male dwarf.
This dwarves wrinkled face matches his rather shabby looks. Yet his eyes
shine out blithely between his hair and the accurately combed beard.
Solely this beard indicates some effort he puts in his appearance.
Furthermore, it conveniently covers most parts of his scarred cheek.
He has scars on his forehead and left cheek.
He has emerald eyes.
He has very long copper hair and a extremely long copper beard.
He is of normal height and of normal weight for a dwarf.
He looks nice.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely tired.
He is wearing a black and white necklace, a brown cloak, a large leather
backpack, a left chain gauntlet, a left leather boot, a pair of
chain-leggings, a right chain gauntlet and a right leather boot.

You nod silently.
You chant coldly in Common: Zhakrinite, hmm?

Grindel smiles slightly.

You nod silently.
You chant coldly in Common: So now is the time to fulfill what has started
so long ago

Grindel ponders the situation.

You ask Grindel in Common: You know who I am and who I was?

Grindel mutters in Common: I know who ye are
Grindel mutters in Common: and I dinna think I like this

You tell Grindel in Common: Show me the palm of your right hand.

Grindel looks at you.
Grindel mutters in Common: I guess I am leavin
You look around and realize Grindel is gone.


// Darn, I've worked hard to get my reputation to what it is
// and now it comes back like a boomerang!

// Grindel: Spooky guys never remember to be less
// spooky when they want someone to stay and listen...

rcall grindel come back, it HAS to be finished, the burden has to be turned over
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'mind call' miracle.
Your deity grants you the power of 'mind call'.
You sent your thoughts.

rcall grindel Come back. Neither of us is complete unless this is solved.
You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'mind call' miracle.
Your deity grants you the power of 'mind call'.
You sent your thoughts.


You roll your eyes in exasperation.


Suddenly you hear the voice of Grindel whispering in your mind:

I dinna know at all what ye are playin at, but I
didna get that old by stayin at situations I have
a bad feelin bout.

Then the voice silences.

rcall grindel The burden must be turned over to you. Your god wants it
and now is the time. COME BACK OR I WILL FORCE YOU INTO MY WILL -
the task must be completed by all means.

You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'mind call' miracle.
Your deity grants you the power of 'mind call'.
You sent your thoughts.


Suddenly you hear the voice of Grindel whispering in your mind:

Very well then, fer the One's sake

Then the voice silences.


// Fine, if you don't come with friendly words, I'll club you
// over the head.

// Grindel: Now, this sounds more like Aragog.
// Well, I'm currently exhausted and worn down,
// so what the heck, I might just as well risk it.


You growl silently.


You hear the sound of someone forcing their way through the bushes. After a
moment, Grindel emerges, looking a bit scratched up.

Grindel mutters in Common: ta

You emote: Aragog curls her lips up in a vicious snarl.
You chant coldly in Common: Next time listen
You chant coldly in Common: Show me the palm of your right hand

Grindel shows his hand to you.

You emote: Aragog shows you the palm of her right hand. A pulsating silver
scale disturbs the dark colour of her skin.


// Grindel: There stands the dwarf who realizes that he might not die at all, today.


You ask in Common: Do you know what that means?

Grindel nods slowly.
Grindel mutters in Common: Aye

You ask in Common: Do you know who I was?

Grindel mutters in Common: I see it now
Grindel looks at you.

You nod silently.

You sit down to rest and emote: Aragog kneels down.

You draw your ornamented bone dagger from the sheath of your wide leather
belt (with one scabbard and one sheath attached to it).
You remove the boneshield.
You wield the dagger in your left hand.

Grindel raises his eyebrow.

You emote: Aragog grits her teeth.
You emote: Aragog makes a deep cut into the palm of her right hand and
watches the blood flowing down.
You unwield the dagger.

Grindel gasps in astonishment!

You emote: Aragog takes some dirt from the ground and rubs it into the open
wound. A small flash emits from the pulsating scale.

You utter through gritted teeth in Common: Give me your right hand
You wield the dagger in your left hand.

Grindel hesitetes, but then stretches out his hand.

You emote: Aragog makes a deep cut into Grindel's palm.

Grindel hisses.
Grindel asks in Common: Wha are you...

You emote: Aragog grabs Grindel's hand firmly and blood and dirt are flowing
into each other.
You emote: Aragog jerks her head back and a silver flash emits from the
clasped hands.

Grindel looks at his hand.

You emote: Aragog draws her hand back with a sudden gesture and looks
relieved. Her palm is unharmed.

Grindel shivers.

You emotionless mention in Common: The task has been fulfilled. She is no
longer mine, Sathonys

Grindel asks in Common: What task?

You emote: Aragog gasps breathlessly and drops down to the ground.

Grindel holds his hand.

You emote: Aragog tries to catch her breath and smiles coldly.

You chant coldly in Common: The task of the Chosen One of Zhakrin, Grindel.
What did you think?

Grindel looks puzzled.

You chant coldly in Common: Look at your palm and find his sign burned in
there. Pulsating.

Grindel looks at his hand in terror.

You chant coldly in Common: The scale of Zhakrin

Grindel looks up into your face.
Grindel asks in Common: How...

You chant coldly in Common: This deal was made years ago. Zhakrin turned me
over to Sathonys but a new Chosen One was never found

You chant coldly in Common: I was the Chosen One of Zhakrin for a long
time

Grindel breathes heavily.

You chant coldly in Common: but never could turn over the burden,
Grindel

You chant coldly in Common: Now I am the Dreadmistress of Sathonys, HIS
daughter, HIS favoured child, but this mark was always on my hand, reminding
me of my past

Grindel nods slowly.

You chant coldly in Common: It was time to get rid of old burdens and you
were the right one to take over

Grindel breathes deeply.
Grindel mutters in Common: I...
Grindel mutters in Common: I never expected this

You chant coldly in Common: Obviously not
You smile coldly.

Grindel mutters in Common: not this way at least
Grindel gets a shabby dwarven axe from his belt.

Grindel shows you a shabby dwarven axe.
This is a strong, dwarven made steel axe. The handle of durable ash is
decorated with copper nails and looks robust, though quite neglected. A
seven-headed hydra is engraved into each side of the tarnished blade.
It is in prime condition and it is not very sharp.


// Nice axe!! And so fitting...perfect day, perfect choice!

// Grindel: Yea, I went not only exhausted, but with a dull axe.
// but fitting, no doubt.


You nod silently.

Grindel mutters in Common: this axe was given to me by my father

Grindel slides his shabby dwarven axe into his sheath of his wide leather
belt (with one sheath attached to it).

Grindel mutters in Common: He said it would mean something in future
Grindel ponders the situation.

You chant coldly in Common: I knew you were the right one to be the new
Chosen One
You chant coldly in Common: Sathonys insisted lately to get rid of the scale
when HE spoke to me

Grindel mutters in Common: The Chosen One...
Grindel mutters in Common: I never knew this...
Grindel goes hmmmm.

You chant coldly in Common: It might occur that you get visions and
sometimes Zhakrin will speak to you

Grindel sinks down onto the gound in thought.

You emote: Aragog looks at Grindel face to face.

Grindel nods slowly.
Grindel looks at you.

You chant coldly in Common: So long...so awefully long I was bearing this
damned mark now

Grindel mutters in Common: But then -- it had been given to you
Grindel mutters in Common: And now...

You chant coldly in Common: I have been traded. Zhakrin traded me to
Sathonys to get the balance between dark and light again

Grindel nods understandingly.
Grindel mutters in Common: The One always had a... disregard fer individual
fates
Grindel mutters in Common: Doesna make it easy at times

You chant coldly in Common: No, really not, especially when you feel two
voices in your head at the same time
You emote: Aragog looks absentminded for a moment.

Grindel nods.

You chant coldly in Common: Thank you Master. I praise thy name, Lich Lord,
for freeing me from this burden

Grindel still holds his hand, while looking at you.

You emote: Aragog looks up with a thankful expression on her face.
You nod silently.
You chant coldly in Common: Sathonys is pleased and so am I
You emote: Aragog turns back to Grindel.

Grindel mutters in Common: I.. I canna think right now

You tell Grindel in Common: You will get used to it. Serve your god like I
serve mine and you will do right.

Grindel mutters in Common: This I will be sure of
Grindel ponders the situation.

You stand up and emote: Aragog raises to her feet in a fluid motion and a
dark glow emits from the tattoo on her face.

Grindel looks up.

You smile coldly.
You chant coldly in Common: Free. Finally free...

Grindel smiles.

You laugh demonically.

You sheathe your ornamented bone dagger in your sheath of your wide leather
belt (with one scabbard and one sheath attached to it).
You wear the boneshield on your left hand.
You draw your nightblack double-pointed spear from the sheath of your wide
leather belt (with one sheath attached to it).

You emote: Aragog curtseys in a mocking way to Grindel.

You introduce yourself as: Lady Aragog d'Baenre, Dreadmistress of the
Children of Sathonys.

Grindel mutters in Common: I do hope, I can laugh too
Grindel mutters in Common: Guess I need to let things happen

You chant coldly in Common: I do not care, I just got rid the last bits of
what one could call a soul
You cackle gleefully.

Grindel mutters in Common: well, if that's yer aim...
Grindel stands up.

Grindel is an emerald-eyed old male dwarf.
This dwarves wrinkled face matches his rather shabby looks. Yet his eyes
shine out blithely between his hair and the accurately combed beard.
Solely this beard indicates some effort he puts in his appearance.
Furthermore, it conveniently covers most parts of his scarred cheek.
He has scars on his forehead and left cheek.
He has emerald eyes.
He has very long copper hair and a extremely long copper beard.
He is of normal height and of normal weight for a dwarf.
He looks nice.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely alert.
He is wearing a black and white necklace, a brown cloak, a large leather
backpack, a left chain gauntlet, a left leather boot, a pair of
chain-leggings, a right chain gauntlet and a right leather boot.

You smile amusedly.

Grindel ponders the situation.

You start to chant the prayer and to make the gestures for the
'hellrift' miracle.

You chant coldly in Common: Have fun new Chosen One
You cackle gleefully.

You spread your arms and feel the power twirling as it torns reality apart.
An unholy glowing hellrift forms in front of you.

You step into the smoking unholy glowing rift.
Everything around you seems to be warped and twisted. Pillars, consisting
of quivering rock and slime, seem to be filled with unholy life. Bodies of
trapped souls are melted into the hellish ground, their faces open-mouthed
and screaming in silent agony. The sky is enlightened by a sickening green
light and the constant smell of sulphur fills the nearly noxious air.
There are three obvious exits: slash, northeast, south.
You feel somehow transported. It's a strange and dizzy feeling.
Tentacles reach out from the ground and try to grab you!
The slash closes.

// Have fun with your new task, Grindel, somehow I have the feeling that
// it was the right decision to pass the burden to you -- AragoG - 19 May 2008

// Grindel got Aragog'ed, a task, and he survived... life is good.
// IC only three know of this, and Grindel is sure this will stay this way:

Aragog gracefully leaves into the smoking unholy glowing rift.
The rift implodes with a bright sulfurous flash.

You sit down to rest

You mutter in Common: phew
You mutter in Common: now...

Only a sprinkling of trees spreads shade over this secluded glade. In the
center of the ring of trees, a small spring bubbles out of the ground,
flowing into a brook which runs to the east. There seems to be an ancient
altar built around the opening in the rock where the spring comes out. To
the south, dangerous-looking rocks block your way to the sea. The only exit
seems to be back from where you came.
A beautiful gigantic apple tree.
A smart brown female fox.

You tell the smart brown female fox in Common: Now, ye keep tha as a secret,
aye? Or I come back an cut ye!

-- GrindeL - 19 May 2008


I'm afraid I have to disagree. While I wholeheartedly approve of her name being
used as a verb, I must insist. If you were not on a cross, you have not been
properly Aragog'd. -- EirikEld - 19 May 2008