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

Okay, lemme see...

*gets some ingredients out of a pouch, and tosses them into the air*
*whispers a word and a dark cloud forms over him, spinning*
*the cloud begins to pour heavy rain down*
*with another word and a gesture, a bolt of lightning strikes the ground in front of him*
*a minute later the cloud runs out of rain and disappears*

How's that?
*a bit exhausted*

*Chandra soars overhead, shrieking. She is coming from the dining hall, where it is clear that something is very wrong.*

I'm impressed you have learned much

*See's Chandra*

What's the matter Chandra

*returns to the dining hall*

*Bows to the others*

I will follow Chandra, see what has got her all of a twitch

*Leaves*

*Looks at Lord Atalan.*


You have done well Lord Atalan. I can only see you going even further up the magical order. I will give you the status of Adept. Now go and find a suitable horse and go off and tell the stable maiden and she will get you a stall for the horse.


*Walks over to give Lord Atalan a hand shake.*

*shakes his hand*
Thank you Lord Craxus
I will do that.
*bows slightly and leaves for the stables*

*Aaylia runs in*

Craxus, something's wrong. Faller just went to walk into a wall and disappeared, and in the dining hall Lumien and Alicia and Wolf and Thurin are fighting some sort of death-curse or something that Syian's father did to her that manifests itself through her stump of an arm.

I'm not sure what's happening, but it's involving necromancy and I think they may be out of ideas...

*The High Lord looks astonished.*


Why wasn't I warned about this sooner. Necromancy is a very dangerous art and needs to take the most percaution. Alright I'm heading over there right now.


*The High Lord leaves to go to the dining hall.*

*Sprints to the dining hall.*

*left with Craxus*

*Enters with Thurin*

This is the one place in the guild you are guarnteed peace and quiet

*sits under a tree*

< *brings marching band and huge speakers into courtyard* >

< off Cat>

So when are you planning to go to Albion

*Thurin sits next to shaylar*

[Thurin] I don't know. I suppose I shouldn't really leave just yet, not after Wolf had what ever happened to him, and I suppose I should be here for him while Lumien's ill...

I guess so, I can't very well leave the guild with so few Council memebers here at the moment there is only me and Lumien, Alicia, Elandra and Aalyia have gone to rescue Lycan and Craxus is god only knows where

*Sigh's and lays her head on Thurin's shoulder*

All I ever wanted was a quiet life, I never once realised I'd be incharge of this lot, running my father's house seems like childs play compared to this

< have we already left?>