Café de Nuit

The carved walls reveal strange runes, almost hidden within natural cracks and fissures. Rook motions to bring the light closer, and squints to see. "I cannot make out these runes...can anyone..." Desilda leans in and nearly gasps. She'd seen such strange writing before...and though she co...

Rook casts a glance across the others, taking in everything around him a bit slower than usual.

"We take the tunnel. It's the only potential way out of this place." He begins moving forward a bit slowly, limping a bit on one of his legs.

Personally, I really like the format. The two-column stylee works realy well, and keeps things easy enough to read. I'd like it if the font were just a smidge bigger, but that's because my eyesight blows. Curse of being an old man. Also, I agree with Xanthippe. I think you guys could really do somet...

Rook gently motions Albert and Desilda away from the pair of Barovian priestesses. He motions for Albert to raise the light if he can, to give them a better look around. The soul-less man rips a strip of fabric off his cloak, using it as a temporary eyepatch. Xylia and Bianca lie more or less in the...

Bianca's dimming eyes stare into Xylia's. "Would that the choice were mine. But the Morninglord calls me home, and who am I to refuse his summons?" She puts her other hand on the one that Xylia has offered, squeezing their palms together. "You must carry on where we have fallen, and w...

Rook stands, mostly healed of his deathly injuries. He waves his hand in front of his left eye. "Hmmmm. I seem to be half-blind." He doesn't seem to be particularly upset by this. Rook puts his hand on Desilda's shoulder. "It is good to see you, as wel I can." Albert's flames bri...

Desilda looks into the one good eye of Rook, and he stares back, a hint of lucidity in his gaze. His skin is even paler than usual, and blood pours in rivulets out of his mouth. "It is...well...that you are...well..." he gurgles. Desilda could tell that if he was going to survive the next ...

The final Fir Darrig stepped back and forth, making it impossible to guess in which way he might attack. With blinding speed, the beast grabbed Albert by the chest and sank his claws deep, drawing fierce rivulets of blood. Claws hooking around the man's ribs, the fir darrig tossed Albert into Xylia,...

Xylia can feel the devilish beasts pressing against her holy force...and though their numbers had thinned, they clearly had lost none of their infernal potency. Xylia feared that before too long, the things would force their way through her holy might. Perhaps sensing her weakness, one of them tosse...

Albert's uncanny eyes see a shape moving towards them very slowly. "You speak of one..." it says. Suddenly, another appears at its side. "But one is two..." it says. Another two appear. "And two is four..." They say in unison. Another three rise from the rubble, one hol...

Rook moans, clearly not dead. But Desilda doesn't doubt that he will be soon if he doesn't recieve medical care soon. In the darkness, they hear a voice. "Is your friend hurt?" says Bianca, the Barovian priestess who'd been a prisoner w/ Desilda. "I will ad him how best I..." He ...

Desilda moves in to check further on Rook, her eyes darting in the virtually black cavern. So little light was available that she couldn't get a god idea what was out there with her. Rolling over Rook, she realizes her initial prognosis was not correct. The right side of his face is a bloody mess, a...

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Interesting....

very interesting......

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That would be my guess.

Soletta skulked into the high caves, silent as death. Her wounds had healed, and she was at full strength again. Still, her soul was in turmoil. For the first time in her life, she asked herself "why", instead of simply following orders. Aderre wanted this Desilda woman, although consider...