Senuviel seems annoyed yet concerned. Another damn house. So, shall we see what kind of ambush is prepared for us this time? Or shall we move back to the inn or even finda a different inn?

  ..there is  a trap....to be sure. If  we go in and fail, then we will lose  all chance   at finding that slaver. he looks at the door , his  eyes  narrow, just a bit,...but..if  we are able to deal with them, they could help us  find the slaver...

Senuviel sighs a deep sigh. Well then, you got a point, Kree. The elf then looks at Bruga. What say you, dear Honeyfinder? If you agree, then I guess you move ahead of us as usual, checking for traps and the stuff you do best. If you don´t object, of course. Senuviel lets a friendly smile go.

What?! You want to get into something that might be like, like....well, whatever it...whatever? I thought the idea is to make traks and then figure out what to do...though you tow seem to have slavers on the brain.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg # 34):

You three think standing in the doorway will sooner or later attract some type of attention form outside if not from inside (if there is anyone here). lol

  Motioning to Bruga..lets be at it then..Bruga..go first, be careful, Senuviel with your blade and shiled, Me rearguard with my bow

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 36):

Bruga, you go and check the stairs, no traps, squeeky steps but nothing happens all the way to the bottom.  at the very bottom of a well lit landing it opens into a 10 x 10 area with a low 3' wall circling the 10x10 area (Bruga can peak over if you like).  The landing is 1/4 way into this 10x10 area with 3' behind the stairs to the buildings main basement wall.  the area has an open ceiling floor plan.  beyond the wall on the two sides Left and right is an open area that goes about 10 more feet to the sides of the basement.  beyond the wall in front of you extends about 20 feet.  You see sitting at the far end 2 young boys (one Kree recognizes) sitting between an old white haired female in dusty drab worn robs.  the 2 lads are in street urchant rags.

She waves you three to come closer.  there is a worn throw rug from the low wall to her chair.  The lads from what you can see are just sitting there cross legged.

What do you do.

Senuviel sword in hand appraches the old lady cautiously. He nods at Kree and Bruga as he slowly moves forward.

Bruga shuffles toward the lady, which means that he's ready to step back from a trapdoor.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg # 39):

No traps, you get closer to her and stop about 8' away because you realize that who you see was/is that wicked mage women who set you up at the kings table BUT this lady is really old and frail the other one was younger and more vibrant.

She indicates for you to come and sit in front of her.  She has not spoken but indicates with a frail skinny hand to the rug by her feet.

The two street urchants are better dressed at closer inspection but still look about 10 and dirty.  Only a knife is at the side of each lad.  No weapons you can see on the lady.

Actions? Do you go up and sit or stay back or run or ??

  Kree stands back.  his bow up, and aimed  at the   woman, he is ready to turn it one one of the lads, if things do not go well.

 ....My fiends  and I have had a rather tough, and frustrating time.....I am of the mind to feather the three of you....give me a reason..and  I will.

 Now?...what is the reason for this lad to lead us down here...he was waiting  for us...if nay?..He is  very poor  at his craft....
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Bruga turns and runs.

Senuviel sighs. He then looks at Kree from behind shoulders and nods at the archer. Th warrior/mage sheathes his sword, hangs his shield into his back and sits down. The elf touches one of his pouches, the components of his spell at his fingers and the magical words burn like fire in his mind. The elf sits in front of the woman, legs crossed, his eyes going from on lad to the other.

Alright, here we are and you kind of resemble someone old lady. Who are you? Why are we here? Speak your mind, will you? Says Senuviel in a polite but firm tone.

  Kree's eyes  watch all three. ready to loose  a shaft at the first sign of agression....he was not...very understanding at the moment...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 44):

OK, Bruga runs (Bruga, you can eavesdrop but we will PM your moves - evil DM laugh).

Kree stands with his bow drawn and ready, ah Kree, how long are you holding that bow drawn?  Sonner or later you will get tired - another evil DM laugh.

She alights her eye upon you Senuveil and smiles.  In a whisper - Welcome one Senuviel Alantir.  I appreciate your willingness to for see things in a different light.  She alomst phases in and out like a ghost but you feel she is the real McCoy alive and well but old.

In a horse but just bearly louder whisper she call out - Kree Quickshadow, do you still wish to stand and play a melody on your bow string or come sit and listen.

tck tck , shakes her head, Bruga Honeyfinder, hhmm, he shall find no honey where he goes this day, shame.

Turns her attention to you Senuveil, Time has played a cruel joke on you, me and a few others, Bruga Honeyfinder has set the hands of father time back - a ripple in time has occurred.  Weakly smiles, a good thing for me.....and you.

She stops talking and is calmly waiting for something.....

Acitons Kree, Senuveil?

Bruga I'll deal with your actions via PM, chuckle my pretty eh eh eh.. oopps wrong story :)

   Kreee lowers his  bow, placing the  newly created arrow in his  quvier. He  Holds  the bow in his left hand, ,, and rests his  right  hand  on the hilt  of his dirk, on his  right  hip. the  hilt of his Longsword, easy in reach on his left hip.

 He  walks  slowly towards His comrade, carful to stay away from the  rug, for now...I will listen, since Senuviel, seems to think it wise. But is will stand, lest we come to a .....disagreement?

Senuviel is pensive. So, you are saying we are not in our own time. Is it?

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg # 47):

She looks up as Kree stands near, still in a horse whisper she speaks

wise choice to not trust one you do not know master Kree. Looks beyond Kree, oh I see Bruga Honeyfinder has decided the grass in greener on this side of the wall.

Looks back to Senuviel, Very well master Senuviel, for now, I shall deal with you and you can deal with your companions.

Looking only at Senuveil she croaks in a horse voice just audible - Three days ago, time was different around here.  I was not as I am now nor was I who I was then.  A change has happened, an alter of time has occurred. A chance to right the wrong and wrong the right.  Your companion master Bruga gifted me three days, time I need.  she takes a long breath and you can definitely hear it fill her lungs like you have heard from dying men taking there last breath before.

She begins speaking again, There are 10 houses in the ally way of time.  This is the first house, find the puzzle pieces from each house and finish the puzzle for me, that is your quest, you will have three days less one second to complete the task.  If you do not finish in time, what little you saw at the inn will be what is to be and what was suppose to be will not be.

She shudders and takes another long breath, What I do you cannot do, but i can help you out, that is if you trust what I say is right.  From the Gypsee camps warlock, a drink was made, it will help you step out of time, but only once.  The Gypsee's name was Mulligan, and he gave it to me for he foresaw a time where I would need it.  Alas, his time was up before I could get much else out of him.

She takes another long breath and this time you notice she phased to a foggy image then back.  Oh, my time is running and so is yours.  Senuviel Alantir, if you want to get back to your real time, trust in me, take from the lad the drink to use in dire time and from the other lad the first piece of the puzzle.  Go find the other 9 but be careful, others want to stop you now that you have opened up time to them too.

She sits heavy into the chair staring into space, her eyes do not look like they see anymore.  The one lad to your left calmly stands and produces a small vial and offers it to you Senuviel while the other lad to the right stands and offers his out.   You notice one is larger then the other.

Bruga has returned.

Actions,

  The elf is more  or less confused. But  a task...that was something to concentrate on. His  hand  moves to his blade, but  does not  draw it , as the boys  put out ther ehand to Senuviel

Senuviel takes the vials from the lads, he then looks at his comrades. </aqua>You´ve listened to the woman, our time runs short. Let´s figure this puzzle out and set things alright, yes?</aqua>

I saw an old man, and I've a hunch he followed me back into this house. Regardless, I suggest we start with a house next door and work our way around. Presumably, we'll know what we're to find when and if we find it.

  Kree takes  one last look at the  woman, a scowl on his face,..Aye, let us be at it....at least, if gives  us something to work on....

  He will allow  Senuviel to elave  first as hw watches thier back, right before he turns, he says to the boy he chased,..why did you not...simply call me over?

Bruga looks back. "Thanks."

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg # 53):

You get one vial from the one lad then he sits down next to the lady.  The there lad having held out his hands to you all then follows like an obedient dog.

AS your about to go up the steps, the old man appears at he top.  He looks vaguely familure but you cannot put a finger on who.  Once he sees you are leaving with the lad he points a finger at you all and shouts, fools, my master will hear of this mockery and runs off at a good pace.

Bruga, looking back you see the old lady fade some, like a fog is between you all and her.  The lad at her feet is still as can be but his eyes watch you leave.


Actions?

..damn this to all the 9 hells...  Kree sprints up the stairs    in an effrot to run down the old man.