The Curse of Sairook

[Sera Eldwyn's boyfriend]

Gilliam rose from where he was resting and walked up to the goblin with arms upraised in a show of submission. My apologies Mook, now that you mention it, I find you would be the better voice than the Gorilla. I respect your ability to control the goblins my friend, I was simply saying that your nature is hard to suppress. By the way my ears aren't fragile, I'm just not used to one with such a loud voice as yours. With acception of the Gorilla maybe, and on that note I shall support your venture to be the mouthpiece of the visionary. From here on out I shall try not to make anymore enemies, that is not my intent at all, I'm just a bit annoyed and I need to vent right now.

[jsmkd]

(The Admiral saw that Scam was finally awake. So he walked over to greet his old firend.)

Glad to see that you have finally awaked my firend. How have you been?
i have not seen you for sometime.

[Killer Lawnmower]

Walter awoke to raised voices much too loud for normal conversation. He jumped to his feet swifter than the racing wind, fearing a fight was at hand. But all he saw was his fellow comrades bickering amongst themselves. He shook his head in disgust. He strapped on his armor, and sheathed his sword, making sure it was still easy to access. He strode to where the tables were positioned and jumped up onto one. He then commenced banging his metal helmet on the table.

Would you all just shut up!!! Thank you. You all are doing nothing to help our situation at the moment. You're all squabbling like a bunch of children. I know tis not quite all of you, but enough. Gilliam, I'm surprised by you. You should be ashamed, but you are learning. That is good.

I know it may now be of no use, but I am up for being a mouthpiece. If a Visionary wishes, or Empath if one is listening. Know that my word is one of the most known of my rank, and that a knight always keeps his word.

With that Walter jumped down from the table, the others spreading apart to make room for him. He stalked down the aisle, glaring at everyone he deemed worthy of his attention. He needed to release all the tension from within himself, so he called Kicker over to his corner of the chamber. Kicker new the drill. He went to Walter's bag and dug out the bag of apples. He choose one and then faced Walter. He slipped on his helmet, slammed down the vizor, and gave the signal. Kicker tossed the apple in a high arc towards Walter.

SHING! SHING!

The sound of metal slicing through the air was heard throughout, followed by four dull thuds as the apple was cut cleanly in four but the blows Walter had thrown. He smiled behind the confines of his helmet. He was in his element.

[Thing 2]

Makeinda Ru remains seated as she speaks. "Visionary," she begins, "Although Mook and the Gorilla are probably both Normal Warriors like you and I, I do not recommend you See them. The main purpose of your job is to find the ZOMBIEs and you will accomplish less proving the innocent innocent than you will proving the guilty guilty. There is not enough time to waste Dreams on those who are likely Normal Warriors, for it is unlikely that you find a ZOMBIE on any given Night and the only way to tip the odds in your favor is to string several Nights together. So, keep track of who seems the most likely to be a ZOMBIE and Vision them with the few chances you will have. Remember, finding a ZOMBIE on purpose the first Night and a Normal Warrior on accident the second Night (or vice versa) is just as useful but much more likely than finding a Normal Warrior on purpose the first Night and a ZOMBIE on purpose the second night."

[Thing 2]

"Add Sir Walter, who I so rudely interrupted, to the list of people who are probably Normal Warriors but should not be given special attention. My apologies, Sir Walter." Makeinda Ru finishes, speaking the humble words with pride.

[Killer Lawnmower]

Walter held his hand to Kicker to stop, and turned towards the well-known elf champion.

No offense taken, Makeinda. If you want to be heard, speak or forever hold thy piece. I will not stop a headstrong warrior if they think they need to be heard, only silence those who make small talk and make accusations without thought.

Walter walked back over to Kicker, and spoke into his ear. The obedient horse replaced the bag of apples to their place, and Walter removed his armor once more. From there he began a difficult routine to pass the time. He started by doing a series of stretches, followed by an enormous amount of push-ups and sit-ups. He than picked up his pack, loaded with bricks from the debris made by the Gorilla, and ran off through the doors of the chamber. His steps echoed throughout the empty castle and were heard bouncing around the walls as he made his way through the passages during his run.

[prometheuslkr]

A Jungle Elf rose to address the Guardian Knight. Perhaps the Gorilla and Makeinda would notice, but he wore the look of a Deepleaf Hunter, a people no one but elves had seen in centuries.

Gilliam, la guardia la lingua. Non ti fidare, ma non provocano rabbia. Come dice il proverbio: "Quando non c'è niente di utile da dire, non parlano."

A puff of black powder and the speaker's visage was changed to that of a humble Grounder.

What I be saying, 'tis this: Gilliam, curb thy speakin'. Don' trust anyone, but do not be a'stirrin' dissension. The proverbial sayin' you shoul be takin' ta heart is: When there's nothin' useful ta be sayin', don' be saying much at all." Betta ta be silent and safe than to be outspoken and turn your allies agains' each otha. Or are the warriahs yer allies? Of course, ah say this all wit' a light heart. Jus' being careful not to be awfly trustin' meself.

[Sera Eldwyn's boyfriend]

Gilliam rose and once more took off his helmet to address those present.

My friends I wish no longer to be an enemy to you, I am ashamed of my actions and from here on out I shall work hard to curb myself. Sir Walter, I am new to this situation and I shall follow your example and remain by your side to learn. I hope no one was truly offended by my behavior.

With that Gilliam walked over to Walter and after exchanging some words went into a niche in the wall to reflect on his behavior of disgracing the Vanguards.

[Ninjaman1993]

Using his hammer as a support, Halvor rises to his feet.

"My deeeeear friend, Ser (hic) Gilliam. Aye find yur (hic) conduct very suspicious. Ye bugin by (hic) picking fights with de yorc and de gublin. Den when de maskwearer points (hic) out dis ye apoligize (hic) very quickly."

Finished speaking, Halvor sits down, knocking over his chair in the process. He falls to the ground and stays there. Soon snoring begins eminating from his small frame.

[The Dragonrider]

Scam tore himself away from the intense conversations of the others, and turned to the Admiral. Sink me! It has been quite some time since we last met, my good friend. I look forward to catching up on old times with you. He turned to Sir Walter. My good knight, that is quite a remarkable horse you have there. Kicker, you say his name is? I once knew a young knight with a battlehorse of that name... Horace, I believe his name was. With a horse of such intellect, any travelling circus would gladly welcome the both of you with open arms. Na'an Naashi, you too would be welcomed into the circus with your remarkable ability. When we are free of this accursed place, I have connections with people in high places in the circus, you know. He winked. The mood in here is so dreary. Perhaps a small performance on my part might serve to lighten things up a bit. He met with the stony stares of the others, and seemed to deflate a bit. No? Well, it was just a thought. He shrugged, and shrank back into the shadows.