h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*feels extreme relief*

[Sharp]: (To Gandark & the priest, Father Smith): "...Any luck yet in that whole-'dark-poisoning' problem yet (any new findings/progress)?

*out of breath*
sorry im late!! whad I miss? anyone needs music?!
*smiles at peoples spiteful stares*

cheers
ford

[Sharp]: (thinks: I'm not being spiteful. Yet...): "Well, I'd like to you up to speed,-'ceptin' for hows I don't know much more of/on it myself..."

[Sharp]: "..." (said dramatically(?!))

[Feohleas] Looks with fondness at the group of idiosyncratic people gathering around Gandark as she remembers why she had begun her journey, and silently glides unnoticed into the shadow of the cathedral wall.

With great concentration she exerted her shadow powers to hide herself from view and, with a heavy heart, () set out for the next town.

Sorry everyone, I just don't have the free time I need to continue with Silver Sword. Have fun and for the quest.

*strides up five minutes ago* Hello. *Five minutes later* What's going on?

oh drat, we have three people, we need four at least

We have four: Me, Tobias, Sharp, and Gandy.

Excellent.

Sir Jeff walking straight from the palace was stopped by an old friend, whom he calls "Andrew" ... it seems that Andrew was once his squire.

Mr. Andrew props up old Sir Jeff on his way to the cathedral.

[Sir Jeff] Sorry I'm late, gentlemen ... cough ... and ladies! Ah ... is the she-elf who first took up the Dark Sword with us?

yeah part of the deal was she gets a chance at becoming a legendary hero on this quest if she comes forward at this point ... otherwise we have some buisiness to conduct before we get started

[Sharp]: "This may become interesting..."

: well then, mightn't someone goan' find/tell her then?

[Aeryn] *wanders in wondering where everyone has gone. She sees a group whispering to themselves in the corner and joins them yawning*

Wotcher. *takes out a small sundial and twiddles with it*

[Sharp]: (To Aeryn): "See. Told ya they was waiting for yas..."

[Sharp]: ", so now what?"

[Sharp]: *undoes the clasps to his codex and reads the spell for awhile*

: Just did
[Sharp]: *closes spell and locks shut clasps/clasps straps shut.*
"So, anyways..."

<<>>

Yes, that was a more eloquent way of putting what I've been saying since ... you joined I guess.

[Sir Jeff] Miss Aeroyn! I say! Do you think you could help us? This weapon, you see, is cursted, and we need it taken care of ... you must listen to the tale and afterwards do as ye think best, if ye have any honour.
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