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Oh I hope this is a cheerful song with a happy ending! <grin>

LOL! So far an underwhelming response!

Even in the city, the muttering of Dark Voices interrupts the sleep of Isawda. The Duregar Stone must be further investigated to see if the damage done by the corrupt catalyst can be corrected. The team so far is: Mike / Isawda (confirmed) Shawna / Morrigan (confirmed) Gabe / Dayna (confirmed)...

Yikes! I REALLY don't remember be talked to a as a team lead, or holding my hand up in the review at the end of the event! Must be my memory going... (grin) For those not already in a group and looking to correct the wrong that resulted from the tainted catalyst, please let me know! I can...

Standing in the door of his room, Isawda handed over a stack of short messages to the waiting page. Its content was a simple request for aide in dealing with the Duregar stone that now trapped that people as a result of a tainted catalyst. Hopefully those of the Iron Brotherhood, the Earth...

1. Post your favorite moments Resolving a trip to Dumas without being guilty of any major crimes! We broke into nothing, and stole nothing. If it was intended to be a mission of stealth and skullduggery, then perhaps the "sheriff" was a poor choice to attend. Even without the Ironroot bands of...

"Most of my time recently has been spend thinking and researching the distant past." His smile is a little wry as he admits. "They have yet to bear much fruit, and already so old that little more time passing is of no consequence. My time is yours." Settling into the other chair, he turns it to...

Opening the door with a smile, Isawda responds "I am in fact. And for you the door in never barred." Stepping aside he offer her entrance to the painfully tidy room, with a waive of his hand. "Will you come in a moment, or are there too many charges on your time this day?"

Sitting at this desk, Isawda opened his spell book, began to study. Stretching his mind to hold more prepared spells was not an instant or easy process. But it was need to balance the time he was invested in learning the layers of formal magic. (OOG Yes Isawda is in his room! <grin>)

1. Post your favorite moments - Creating an Earth Circle just to clear it out of my Spell Store to make room for a Life Spell, and then having undead come through the walls a few minutes later. As a result I was able to offer the Countess shelter when she was bitten, and lend my Earth Blade to...

Folding over the parchment, Isawda carefully dripped wax and pressed his thumb in as a seal. He could not help a grin as he thought how his father might react to that. He would recognize it as his sons, but probably grimace at something so crude. Nothing less than a full and formal signet ring...

"And thank you for the information." Holding the handshake just a shade longer, Isawda adds "Was the messenger know to you, or carry some proof of his identity?"

With an impatient nod of his head, Isawda walks quickly toward the foreman. "Sir" he calls, "I have need of a moment of your time." Coming to a halt in from of the lanky foreman, he continues "I need to know the details of the Scroll that you provided. For the Ritual that was to remove the...

Review for a "Thanks for Giving" 1. Post your favorite moments Sooo many! - The mod that Nicole ran was awesome. Getting to go back in time even briefly to when Ithawda and Isawda were traveling together before arriving in the Breach was both poignant and sad when it ended. Having each of us...

As he approached the mine, Isawda paused before stepping out into the open. Looking around he tried to judge the level of activity in the mine, and where the Foreman might best be found. Watching the portion of the mine visible from the surface, he looks for any sign of the one he seeks. (If he...

With the sun of a new day about to break over the horizon, Isawda settled his cloak on his shoulders. Checking pouches and bags he made sure that he traveled with all the things that might be needful. Glancing once slowly around the Breach his eyes stopped as they reached the Dwarf Home Stone...

Rolling out of bed, Isawda threw his sweat damp blanket against the wall. It hit softly and fell gently to the floor. He glared at it angrily. Would nothing give him the result he wished? Perhaps he needed a better target for his frustration. Someone was guilty of tricking him into casting a...

Tossing and turning in his sleep, Isawda struggles against the furs that seem to entangle his limbs. As he dreams entangle his mind. Perhaps it is the reforging of his mind by the Fatespinner. Or perhaps it is the band on his right wrist that seems to pulse with a faint light. Or perhaps that is...

Turning back to his study, Isawda carefully turns the pages of the old manuscript. It dusty pages tell of the distant past, when the rules the guide all Earthcircles were written. Korvus made no insane demands. He only asked that the Earth Weavers were to be left in peace and there would be no...

Review for a "Minor Details" 1. Post your favorite moments Getting my brain massaged by the Fatespinner and he pulled out old memories to make room for the new. "You won't need that any more..." 2. Post your less favorite moments (if we don't know, we can not fix) Having to leave early because...