*After another long day of receiving circles, Ug turns to Eli.*
Me wurreed...u tink dey till lyve? Mebbie sum uf dem survive, jus not majuz dat can kast de sendun surkul?
Ug sniffles and wipes his nose on his shirt.
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I don't know Ug, but I am getting so very tired. We have been casting this spell for weeks now and have heard nothing...
*Eli looks a little sad, and he is dark around the eyes the kind that come from operating on pure willpower when the body no longer wants to act *
I... I think we just have to keep trying, if we give up now they may end up attempting go come home and not making it because we failed them... At least we keep trying until we can cast no more or we have heard word.
*With that Eli, drinks down a large glass of water and goes on with the practice of casting his receiving circles each day and holding them open until he can no longer physically manage it, and they along with him collapse onto the floor. It is evident that the pure exhaustion of wielding so much great magic for so long is becoming a strain upon him and any other that is helping maintain the circles.
*Eli looks a little sad, and he is dark around the eyes the kind that come from operating on pure willpower when the body no longer wants to act *
I... I think we just have to keep trying, if we give up now they may end up attempting go come home and not making it because we failed them... At least we keep trying until we can cast no more or we have heard word.
*With that Eli, drinks down a large glass of water and goes on with the practice of casting his receiving circles each day and holding them open until he can no longer physically manage it, and they along with him collapse onto the floor. It is evident that the pure exhaustion of wielding so much great magic for so long is becoming a strain upon him and any other that is helping maintain the circles.
-Eli (Full Elvish: Elaith Vonaduran Craulnober)
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
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Atrum Draconus
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*Atrum takes Ug and Eli to rooms that he has set up for them to use while the other Havenits are gone each time they pass out from exhaustion and makes sure to leave some food and water, ale for Ug and milk for Eli. Every time the circles are cast he steps outside the door and yells "Inn doors locking in 5 minutes." While the circles are being cast and held he sits to one side of the circle a few feet away from it in a spot where he can see both doors and lays Tail (the canoe paddle of death 
) in front of him and has 2 familiar short swords to either side of him with 2 small bottles with an inky black liquid inside next to those.
) in front of him and has 2 familiar short swords to either side of him with 2 small bottles with an inky black liquid inside next to those.Atrum Draconus
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*Atrum laughs a huge belly busting laugh*
Tell you what Ug, let's all share some cookies and milk, if you have some extra cookies over there for Eli and me.
*Winks at Eli and produces another glass of milk from behind the bar*
Tell you what Ug, let's all share some cookies and milk, if you have some extra cookies over there for Eli and me.
*Winks at Eli and produces another glass of milk from behind the bar*
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*Donovan steps through the portal with his blade half drawn, looking wary and somewhat feral after so much time in the wild. Seeing the Haven and (presumably) the people there, his demeanor shifts to a cool alertness tinged with measurable relief. Sheathing his blade completely, he lowers himself to one knee for a moment, placing a fist onto the earth and lowering his head. A second later he rises and begins looking around.*
"Ug? Eli? Atrum? Hello?"
"Ug? Eli? Atrum? Hello?"
One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.
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*When Donovan begins to step through the portal Atrum grasps a shortsword and a bottle and visibly tenses and his demeanor becomes instantly cold and focused. As Donovan steps through the portal his features relax and a small smile creeps to the corners of his mouth, he sheaths the shortswords and pockets the bottles and steps forward and extends his hand to Donovan.
It is good to see that you are well friend. Has the Phoenix left a trail of ash behind or should we expect the rest to return soon?
It is good to see that you are well friend. Has the Phoenix left a trail of ash behind or should we expect the rest to return soon?
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*Donovan grasps Atrum's hand, clearly pleased to see that he is well.*
"It's good to see you again, Atrum. A trail of ash?"
*He smiles a wry smile*
"Not exactly. The rest are waiting for my return. We were unsure if Ug and Eli would still be casting the circles after so long, and many feared the thought of being trapped in the ether. To be safe, only one of us came through. Shale has a receiving circle set up as well, and as soon as Ug or Eli can cast a sending circle I will fetch the others. Do you know where they are?"
"It's good to see you again, Atrum. A trail of ash?"
*He smiles a wry smile*
"Not exactly. The rest are waiting for my return. We were unsure if Ug and Eli would still be casting the circles after so long, and many feared the thought of being trapped in the ether. To be safe, only one of us came through. Shale has a receiving circle set up as well, and as soon as Ug or Eli can cast a sending circle I will fetch the others. Do you know where they are?"
One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.
*It apears that he has just about given up hope and it may be the last time he will be able to cast the spell, suddenly Dono apears in his circle. Excited beyond measure he begind jumping up and down!!!!
"IT WORKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UG, WAKE UP YOU SILLY IT WORKED SOMEONES BACK!!! "
*He listens intently to all that is said and imediateley begins to recast his sending circle in the place his recieving circle just closed on... a small tear of joy runs down his cheek...
"Is my mommy ok? Will she be coming back with everyone..."
*he never misses a beat and casts spell as fast as possible.
"IT WORKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UG, WAKE UP YOU SILLY IT WORKED SOMEONES BACK!!! "
*He listens intently to all that is said and imediateley begins to recast his sending circle in the place his recieving circle just closed on... a small tear of joy runs down his cheek...
"Is my mommy ok? Will she be coming back with everyone..."
*he never misses a beat and casts spell as fast as possible.
-Eli (Full Elvish: Elaith Vonaduran Craulnober)
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
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*Eli's energy and enthusiasm causes Donovan's eyebrows to raise momentarily, but his look of suprise is quickly replaced by a slight smile*
"There's a great deal to tell, but everyone else is eager to be home again. As soon as they're back safely we'll tell you all about it, Eli."
*Donovan waits until the portal opens, makes sure no one else has any pressing news for him, and steps through.*
"There's a great deal to tell, but everyone else is eager to be home again. As soon as they're back safely we'll tell you all about it, Eli."
*Donovan waits until the portal opens, makes sure no one else has any pressing news for him, and steps through.*
One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.
At which time he smiles and goes to sleep!
-Eli (Full Elvish: Elaith Vonaduran Craulnober)
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
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