Misplaced

episode 3
played 10111.10 by the crew of the IKS QIb

Starring
Vaughn Turner as Runert [Vaughn Turner]
Scott Fisher as Firda [Ron Friday]
Milly Melendez as Firmay [Gwen Mayfair]
Topper Loghry as Tor [Q`tor]
Ken Reinke as Galdus [Gladius Augustus]
Madeline Infante as Nerzool [Julia Lorenzo]
Nick Beckwithe as Ahnira [Enelis Ranahi]
Jay Green as Rakym [Kymar Dremel]
Chris Scott as Alker [Lucas Walker]

Featuring
Jim O`Quinn as Lormod

A Jim O`Quinn Production

=/\=/\=/\= Resume Mission =/\=/\=/\=

Rakym says:
::sits up from his slumber and looks around, alert as ever::

Firda says:
::looks around as the sun starts to come up and his team begin to wake:: Self: That was the longest night ever.

Galdus says:
::rolls up his sleeping unit and stands up arranging his gear::

Tor says:
::wakes up and raises his head sniffing the air::

Firda says:
::lifts himself up:: All: Nice of you to finally get up.

Nerzool says:
::with her tongue hanging out her open mouth she blinks her eyes awake::

Rakym says:
:;stands up on his scaly legs and packs his sleeping things away::

Ahnira says:
::sound asleep in his bed in the town::

Galdus says:
ALL: Good light to you all as well

Rakym says:
Galdus: Good light, Galdus. I trust you a had a good sleep period?

Host Lormod says:
::stretches and walks out into the square and stretches onto a nice warm rock::

Tor says:
Firda: Are you going to let us see those maps now?

Firda says:
All: Ok everybody, I was thinking, we have to find out what's going on here. Let's go see if the people in town can help us out.

Nerzool says:
::looks around not seeing any other lizard nearby... she tries to stand up but finds the simple task difficult to accomplish::

Firda says:
Tor: Not until we find out what we're doing here. ::pauses, knowing what the answer to that will be::

Galdus says:
Firda: Firda, it is not your duty to think

Rakym says:
Firda: I suggest we eat first, some of us have not had nutrients for quite some time

Firmay says:
::sitting on a rock looking around::

Tor says:
Firda: What we are doing here? We're exploring that's what we're doing! And I would like to see the maps.

Firda says:
Rakym: Ok, then we...::pauses, thinking about everyone eating then going crazy:: You guys chow down, I'm going to see if I can get some help.

Nerzool says:
::she holds her lizard abdomen with her clawed hand and stands unsteadily::

Rakym says:
Firda: As you wish, Firda

Host Lormod says:
::warmed enough he gets up and walks to a cage and grabs a "rabbit" out of a cage and guts it::

Firda says:
::under his breath:: Gee thanks boss.

Tor says:
Firda: Wait...leave the maps

Tor says:
Rakym: Rakym, make him leave the maps!

Firda says:
Tor: Fine ::tosses the stupid maps at them:: Knock yourself out, just don't go anywhere without me, ok?

Galdus says:
Firda: Help? Help from what?

Tor says:
::grabs the maps:: Rakym: What has gotten into him?

Rakym says:
All: Calm down people, this is not how you all left. What has happened since we have been travelling to change you so?

Galdus says:
::stands behind Tor looking at the maps::

Firmay says:
::turns over and swings her tail from side to side::

Nerzool says:
::looking around with a pained expression on her face she heads out.  Walking she really does not know where::

Firda says:
Galdus: It's a long, personal story. I'll be back in a little while. ::turns to walk away::

Rakym says:
Galdus: Galdus, I believe it is your turn to hunt for us. Am I correct?

Galdus says:
Firda: We agreed that we would stay in groups of at least 2 for security

Galdus says:
Rakym: No, it is Firda's turn

Tor says:
::points to a spot on the map:: Galdus: We started here yesterday, and it looks like we are here. We traveled a good distance

Rakym says:
Firda/Gladus: Ok then, Firda. before you leave it is your turn for the hunt

Galdus says:
Tor: True, but I see no signs of the village on our maps

Firda says:
Rakym: Can't you just, like, eat fruit or something?

Ahnira says:
::starts to come round, is in that "semi-concious" state between being awake and being asleep::

Rakym says:
Firda: There are no Earp busher around here, if there were we would eat fruit

Galdus says:
::turns and growls at Firda:: Firda: It would be unwise to not eat meat at the sunrise meal

Firda says:
Rakym: Why don't we just all go to the city, see if they have some food to spare? ::thinking that lizards are stupid::

Galdus says:
::Looks at Tor for his support in the matter::

Rakym says:
:;nods:; Tor: How far away is the city, Tor?

Firmay says:
::gets up and starts walking feeling hungry ::

Host Lormod says:
::starts eating the creature he has gutted::

Tor says:
Firda: It was made clear yesterday that the Matriarchs of that village do not welcome strangers

Firda says:
::points:: Rakym: It's right there, I went last night.

Rakym says:
Firda: Then you tell me, Firda. how far?

Galdus says:
ALL: Yes the stranger said that no visitors are ever welcomed

Firda says:
Tor: Over night, they might be more welcoming during the day.

Tor says:
Galdus: Our maps are rather old

Firda says:
Rakym: Maybe 15 minutes.

Host Lormod says:
::sits and wonders if they bring the pained one::

Nerzool says:
::walking in more of a zig zag formation rather than a straight line she looks in the distance and see a few trees here and there::

Galdus says:
Tor: True, so mark it with the stylus and we can scan it and then make our decesion

Tor says:
Firda: If we approach the village then we should all approach together and not looking like we are begging for anything....wouldn't you say Rakym?

Ahnira says:
::his dreams are of non-lizard people - their skin is ruddy and smooth, they have hair and no tail.  They are on some sort of transport vessel.  A boat, maybe::

Galdus says:
Firda: our food

Rakym says:
Tor: That is a good idea, Tor. We will do as you say

Galdus says:
Rakym: I will rise in a tree and watch the village

Firda says:
All: Then let's go already! ::getting fed up, he walks away, towards the villiage::

Rakym says:
All: To the city then. We will purchase food and stock up our pouches

Firda says:
~~~Any QIb crew: Anybody there?~~~

Nerzool says:
::using her tail to steady her pace she scrapes and scratches it leaving a slight trail of blood::

Tor says:
::turns to Galdus:: Galdus: Oh well, I guess we go to the village

Galdus says:
Firda: The food!  You are todays hunter

Host Lormod says:
::faces the direction he feels the pain come from ::

Rakym says:
::nods:: Tor: lead on then, Tor. I trust you to keep the maps in Firda's stead

Tor says:
::folds the maps and puts them in his pouch:: All: And I'm keeping these this time.

Nerzool says:
::hears the voice and spins around her quickly to locate the origin of it::

Firda says:
~~~SO: Lorenzo?~~~

Galdus says:
Firda: Watch what you are doing

Nerzool says:
::afraid of the voice but drawn to it some how...... she starts to breath deeply then feels the pain in her abdomen intensify::

Tor says:
::Heads off in the direction of the village watching his surroundings for any surprises::

Rakym says:
::follows Tor in the direction of the city::

Host Lormod says:
::strides out of town towards the source of pain ::

Firda says:
::glares at Augustus:: Galdus: Mind your own business, leave me to mine.

Galdus says:
Rakym: You do understand that if we go to the village without information we could upset their light balance and ways

Nerzool says:
~~~Frida: What manner of creature are you?  Where are you?~~~

Ahnira says:
::gets more and more restless as his dream develops::

Host Lormod says:
All; Do you not feel it ?

Galdus says:
Firda: Your business is to hunt, again it will fall to the individual

Firmay says:
::sees the group ahead of her and stops, hides behind a bush::

Rakym says:
Galdus: I do, however we need to stock up our pouches and purchase food. There is no other alternative

Firda says:
::sighs:: ~~~SO: I'm half betazoid, what about you?~~~ ::it's futile::

Host Lormod says:
::continues on walking past the group ::

Nerzool says:
::continues to look around her.... then decides the direction the voice is coming from and heads towards it::

Host Lormod says:
::mumbles about uncaring youths ::

Tor says:
::Stops in his tracks and holds up his claw. Begins sniffing the air::

Nerzool says:
~~~Firda: What is a betazoid?~~~

Rakym says:
:;stops behind Tor and brings out his leather sling, loading a small pebble into it::

Tor says:
Rakym: I thought I heard something. Do you smell that?

Galdus says:
::Galdus stops and looks at the ground for tracks::

Host Lormod says:
::spots Nerzool in the near distance, evidently she walks in pain ::

Rakym says:
:;sniffs the air:: Tor: I do...

Firda says:
~~~SO: Forget about it. Sorry to bother you.~~~ ::mumbles, another one down::

Nerzool says:
::with one hand still holding her abdomen she picks up her pace to reach the voice::

Galdus says:
::Galdus walks to a tree and starts to ascend ::

Tor says:
::follows the scent towards some nearby bushes:: Rakym: Someone watches us

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: Hail Stranger, I see thee are in pain, may I help., I am the healer of my village

Galdus says:
::Smelling and looking as he does::

Firda says:
::still walking towards the villiage, getting pretty close::

Nerzool says:
::frowns at the voice, it sounded friendly in the beginning::

Rakym says:
::starts to swing his sling slowly, building up momentum and getting ready to unleash the pebble within::

Nerzool says:
::turns to look at the big purple lizard and backs away slowly::

Tor says:
Firda: Firda stop! We are being watched!

Nerzool says:
::that wasnt the voice I heard::

Firda says:
::stops and turns:: Tor: From where?

Tor says:
::motions towards the bushes::

Galdus says:
Firda: for once young one smell the air and feel with your mind

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: Let me bind your wounds, remember "your pain is my pain"

Nerzool says:
Lormod: I ..... need help.  Help me find the voice that spoke in my head.

Tor says:
Firmay: Greetings. We mean no harm to you.

Galdus says:
Tor: Tor ::Galdus points to a seris of small hedges::

Rakym says:
::ducks down into a concealing bush, his sling still swinging around::

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: In your head?  Let us fix what ails you first, abdomen pain, eh? and a Tail injury ?

Galdus says:
::Galdus is prepared to jump, and attack something he has done while hunting rabbit more than once::

Ahnira says:
::his dream comes to a climax - he is surrounded by large non-reptiles with knobbly heads and long wavy hair::

Tor says:
::edges slowly towards the bushes hands held up to show he is unarmed::

Nerzool says:
::holds her abdomen and nods:: Lormod: Tis an extreme pain... like a fire inside and is searing my flesh from within.

Firmay says:
::looks at the lizards::

Nerzool says:
::notices for the first time that her tail is bleeding::

Galdus says:
::since he is in the tree and can see the village he watches it and Tor, smelling the air for danger::

Tor says:
Firmay: We know you're in there. You have no reason to fear us. We are merely travelers.

Ahnira says:
::sits up with a start::  No!

Firda says:
::looks at Firmay:: ~~~OPS: Gwen?~~~ ::it's worth a shot at least::

Host Lormod says:
::takes a potion from a pouch in his belt :: Nerzool: This should help that, brashands need proper cleaning before you eat

Tor says:
Firmay: Are you from the village?

Ahnira says:
::looks around him, his scales all clammy::

Firmay says:
::gets up from behind the bushes::

Host Lormod says:
::takes out  gauze and an oinment from his pouch and starts putting the potion on the tail where it is bleeding::

Tor says:
Firmay: Greetings, I am Tor

Ahnira says:
::sighs, and slowly gets out of his bed::

Rakym says:
::comes out from behind his bush to greet the stranger::

Firmay says:
::looks at Tor but doesn't talk::

Nerzool says:
::looks at him strangely::  Lormod: I do not recall eating brashands.

Firda says:
::as they are all preoccupied, he slips off, back to the villiage::

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: You bear the marks of poisoning though

Galdus says:
Rakym: Off to your right is a stream there are others there.  One looks to be injured

Tor says:
::Motions around to everyone:: Firmay: This is Rakym, Galdus, and Firda. What are you called?

Rakym says:
:;nods to Galdus:: Galdus: I will see if they require assistance :;head off towards the stream::

Nerzool says:
Lormod: I must reach the voice.

Firda says:
::arrives at the villiage entrance, by himself, the other's still occupied by Firmay, and he looks for anyone::

Galdus says:
Firmay: Greetings young one

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool : Fix you up first we must, or you may not live to meet him

Rakym says:
:;reaches Lormod and Nerzool and crosses his arms over his chest, a signal for peace:: Lormod/Nerzool: I mean you no harm, I am Rakym

Firmay says:
::looks at all of them with a strange look::

Firda says:
::enters the villiage, a bit hesitantly, and looking for anyone to talk with::

Nerzool says:
::looks towards the direction the voice seemed to come from......closed her eyes and tried to feel the emotions of the voice::

Galdus says:
::Keeps an eye on Rakym as he approaches the other two, switching hands to stay comfortable in the tree top, he sees that Firda has disappeared::

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: Hail Rakym, I work on our sister here, brashand poisoning

Tor says:
Firmay: Are you alright? Are you ill?

Firda says:
Anyone: Hello?

Nerzool says:
Rakym: Twas not poisoning.  I swear it.  I would know.

Galdus says:
Tor: Tor! Where is Firda?

Rakym says:
Lormod: Hail, I see you are a healer ::notices the physicians pouch:: ...what may I call you?

Tor says:
::holds claw out in greeting:: Firmay: Come, accompany us to the village

Ahnira says:
::prepares himself for a day's hunting::

Host Lormod says:
::finishes binding the wound on the tail and covers it with what appears to something resembling a banana leaf::

Tor says:
::looks around:: Galdus: By the first egg! He was just here

Firmay says:
::looks at the claw and nods starts walking towards the village::

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: I am Lormod, I am the healer of this town

Galdus says:
Tor: He will be the end to us all

Nerzool says:
Lormod: Thanks be to you.  I am in your debt.

Galdus says:
::starts to descend from his perch, and walks toward Tor::

Ahnira says:
::leaves his dwelling, and wanders into the square, the smell of fresh air filling his large nostrils::

Firda says:
::walks in and looks for anyone...some city, nobody is around::

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: there is no debt ever owned to a healer.... He does what he must because he can't stand others pain

Tor says:
::starts following Firmay:: Galdus: Come let us join our new friend

Firda says:
::notices somebody a ways away:: Ahnira: Hey! Can you help me out?

Galdus says:
Rakym: Rakym::Yelling:: return Firda has wondered off again!

Rakym says:
Lormod: Then hail, Lormod. I am from a band of explorers. We require food and supplies. Do strangers have permission to enter your town?

Firda says:
::doesn't recognize Ahnira from this far away::

Nerzool says:
Rakym: I heard a voice not long ago.... where is it?  I feel the need to find it.  Please you must help me find it.

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: But of course, but I am afraid most are away , tending to the caves

Rakym says:
Gladus: A few beats, Galdus. I will join you in a moment

Host Lormod says:
Both: Let us track back to the town

Ahnira says:
::looks at the stranger, and scowls::

Rakym says:
::nods:: Nerzool/Lormod: Come with us, We shall accompany you back to town :;heads off for Galdus::

Firda says:
::uh oh::

Galdus says:
::follows Tor and the new one::

Ahnira says:
::walks towards the stranger::  Firda: Pray, come hither, stranger.  What is thy name?

Nerzool says:
::slowly follows the others... still holding her abdomen::

Tor says:
Firmay: We still do not know what you are called

Firda says:
::comes forward, and recognizes his FCO:: Ahnira: I am Ron Friday, of the IKS QIb. I met you last night, remember?

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: That potion should have the tummy back to normal in a short time

Firmay says:
::looks at Tor with an annoyed look and walks faster::

Ahnira says:
::cocks his head:: Firda: You were warned not to enter the town.  My people will not tolerate this intrusion.  ::calls up::  Guards!  Guards!  We have an imposter within the town!

Firda says:
Ahnira: ::puts his hands up:: Woah woah woah! I just want your help, please! ::talking quickly, surprised by the sudden turn around in his manner::

Tor says:
::checks out Firmay's tail with an appreciative look and jogs back up next to her:: Firmay: Are you able to speak?

Nerzool says:
::feels the anxious emotions of the voice and increases her pace::  Rakym: He needs help.

Firda says:
Ahnira; I'm lost, a long, long ways from home, and I need help getting back. I don't mean any disrespect to you or your people.

Ahnira says:
Firda: You have disavowed your honor by not adhering to a simple command.  You shall leave immediately.  ::his eyes tell Friday he's not joking::

Firmay says:
::Frowns at Tor::

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: When we get to town I have something else for you , I suspect you have a rent in your upper stomache

Rakym says:
::nods before hurrying towards the town, Nerzool and Lormod in tow::

Ahnira says:
::shouts up again::  Guards!  Imposter!

Firda says:
Ahnira: Please, can I just talk with the mayor, or whatever the leader of your villiage is called? Just for ten minutes, then I'll go. ::puts his hand on his heart, or where his heart would be if he were still himself::

Tor says:
::looks back at Galdus and shrugs::

Host Lormod says:
::enters between the houses and is approaching the Square::

Ahnira says:
::his scowl turns its attention back to Friday:: Firda: You will leave this place immediately.  There will be no talk.  ::sees a group of guards running towards him, tails swishing furiously::

Nerzool says:
::grinding her teeth against the pain she keeps up with the others as best she can::

Host Lormod says:
::enters into the Square and sees Firda :: Hail Friend

Tor says:
Firmay: Where are you leading us?

Host Lormod says:
::reaches into a basket and pulls out some leaves::

Rakym says:
Firda: Firda! I have warned you about your insolence too many times, this time it has gotten you into trouble!

Galdus says:
Tor: Be on your ware

Firda says:
::spins around:: Lormod: Hi there, can you tell this guy to stop trying to lock me up please! I need help. ::speaking real fast, he's worried::

Rakym says:
:;walks up to Firda and glares::

Firda says:
Rakym: Not now doc I don't have the time.

Nerzool says:
::sees the body of the voice that had appeared in her head and sighs::

Ahnira says:
Rakym: He is of your acquaintance?

Host Lormod says:
Frida: Let me help this one here first :: walks over to Nerzool with the leaves:: Eat two three times a day , more if you feel the need

Rakym says:
Ahnira: Sadly yes, he is one of my fellow travellors...a troublemaker also

Galdus says:
Tor: Be there trouble I will attack on the right side you will have to take the left

Ahnira says:
Lormod: And you know of this person, healer?

Nerzool says:
Firda: What kreeby people are you looking for?

Host Lormod says:
Ahmira: Do you ? We are told to aid all, in times of need

Nerzool says:
::turns to Lormod:: Lormod: I will empty my belly at your feet if I put something in my mouth.

Galdus says:
::looking at the town square and those that are gathered there in::

Firda says:
::looks at Lorenzo, really really wishing she remembered:: Nerzool: My ship mates. We were brought here against our will, and we have to get back to the ship.

Host Lormod says:
Firda: Friend, what may I do to aid thee? You seem , uhm., Confused

Ahnira says:
Lormod: As healers, maybe.  But you know the rules of the council.  In this time of danger and suspicion, no-one is above question.

Rakym says:
:;turns back to Firda:: Firda: Now, if you do not act like your usual self Firda...I will have no choice but to...expel you from the expedition. You have caused us far to much trouble, we have gotten lost 6 times because of your attitude...

Host Lormod says:
Firda: Shipmates? What is a ship?

Galdus says:
Firda: you have also failed in your duties as hunter, and have endangered us more than I remember

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: Is your friend a storyteller?

Firda says:
::igrnores Rakym:: Lormod: A starship. It travels through the sky, going from planet to planet. We are a peaceful people, and we were brought here by...something. We don't know what.

Rakym says:
Lormod: If only, he has been much confused over the past day. he has been going on about his "Ship" for quite some time

Tor says:
Lormod: He is a rabble rouser lately

Firda says:
Lormod: I swear this is true, I'm not making it up.

Galdus says:
Firda: Do not disrespect these people with your stories

Firmay says:
::stops next to everyone and listens very carefully at Firda::

Nerzool says:
Rakym: He believes what he says, please dont punish him.

Host Lormod says:
::looks at Firda oddly:: You must aspire to be a storyteller... Planets? Sky ? What mean these words?

Galdus says:
::sees some rabbit like creatures and nudges Tor and points them out::

Rakym says:
Nerzool: I know, he seems very confused. He hasn't eaten anything, that must be why he is like this

Ahnira says:
Lormod: He also recounts like no other.  His imagination is as wild as his eyes.

Tor says:
Firmay: Maybe you could show me where we may get some food. It was Firda's day to hunt, but as you can see he is more interested in telling stories

Nerzool says:
Rakym: Nay, it is more than lack of nourishment.

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: I have heard of the delerium of lack of sleep and food

Firda says:
Lormod: It's like...it's like the forest. Imagine if you found a brand new forest, full of exciting things. Of course, you would want to know about these. That is what we do, but instead of the forest, we explore the sky. ::points up:: Ways up there.

Galdus says:
Lormod: Elder may we purchase::dislikes that word:: some of the tibers?::points to the creatures::

Firmay says:
::glares at Tor and swings her tail::

Rakym says:
Lormod: :;whispering:: have you any medicines that can put the body to rest? I think that Firda may need some to bring back his mind

Host Lormod says:
Firda: If you have the passion to tell stories, I am sure I will listen, storytelling is a fine art form

Tor says:
Self: Shards! I think she likes me

Host Lormod says:
Firda: Come let us sit and drink first ::places a gobblet in his hands with clear water in it::

Nerzool says:
~~~Frida: Do not eat or drink anything they give you.... or you will sleep and never remember.~~~

Firda says:
Lormod: Ok. Imagine if you were just going about your business one day, and suddenly found yourself plucked from your regular life, and put somewhere you had never been before.

Galdus says:
::walks over to the cages, looking starvingly at Lormod::

Ahnira says:
Lormod: I shall have nothing to do with this incursion, healer.  I bid thee good morrow.

Tor says:
Firmay: Have you eaten your morning meal yet? Would you care to join me?

Firda says:
~~~Nerzool: I know. The people I am with suffered that fate.~~~ ::looks to Rakym, Tor, and Galdus::

Ahnira says:
::walks away and back to his dwelling::

Firda says:
Lormod: Now, you would be pretty confused, right? That is what has happened to us.

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: Perhaps you should call in the rest of your party, we have planety of food in the cages

Nerzool says:
::looks around worried that they will put the man with the voice in a cage::

Firmay says:
::looks at Tor and frowns again. walks away swinging the tail::

Galdus says:
:taking from his pouch a few small but valuable stones he lays them on the cage and takes to tibers and finds a place to sit down so he can eat::

Rakym says:
:;nods and yells:: Galdus/Tor: Friends, the Elder bids us welcome at his table. come to the town square

Tor says:
::watches the tail swing:: Self: Wow ::follows after Firmay::

Galdus says:
Rakym: Good::starts heading toward them, but still cleans one of the tibers and puts the other in his pouch::

Firda says:
::watches Lormod, hoping he gets what he's trying to say::

Nerzool says:
~~~Firda: I will help you if I can.~~~

Tor says:
::stops as he hears Rakym and looks back, then looks at Firmay swinging her tail at him and gives a little growl:: Rakym: Um...I shall be back ::chases after Firmay::

Host Lormod says:
Nerzool: Have you eaten one of the leaves I have given you ? They will cure your pain over time

Firda says:
~~~Nerzool: Excellent. Do you...do you remember any of the things I've been telling Lormod?~~~

Rakym says:
Firda: Firda, my friend, You are confused. When we set off together 16 suns ago you were your old self, let Lormod heal your mind and come back to our grooup...

Nerzool says:
Lormod: Nay, I cannot tolerate it.  The fire is too much.

Firda says:
Rakym: Listen to me, your name isn't even Rakym, it's Kymar. Kymar Dremel. You were the doctor on my ship. We didn't leave 16 days ago, we only arrived here late yesterday. Why can't you remember this?

Galdus says:
Nerzool: why not try them, it may help and if not then you will not disgrace yourself in his home

Tor says:
::catching up with Firmay:: Firmay: You still have not told me what you are called

Nerzool says:
~~~Firda: Nay, I do not.  But I know not where I came from, only know that I do not belong here.~~~

Host Lormod says:
Nezrool: That is why you should chew the leaves, the juices from it cure the stomach after a time

Firmay says:
::opens her pouch and gets out some berries::

Ahnira says:
::looks out of his window cautiously at the proceedings::

Rakym says:
Firda: These names mean nothing to me, Firda. what are you talking about

Nerzool says:
::eyes Galdus suspiciously::  Galdus: Nay, I dare not.

Firmay says:
::Stops and looks at Tor:: Tor: Firmay....

Firda says:
~~~Nerzool: That's because you were on my ship. Your name was Julia Lorenzo, and you were the science officer. Try to remember...the Federation, Klingons, Vulcans, anything.~~~

Host Runert says:
::Walks into the town square::

Galdus says:
Rakym: Leader we must not dwell here long, we must continue on.  We must get supplies, and then move on

Tor says:
Firmay: Aahhh Firmay ::bows deeply:: It is a pleasure to meet you Firmay

Firmay says:
::offers some berries to Tor::

Nerzool says:
::blinks her black eyes and tries to recall a time before today::

Galdus says:
::watches Tor and the young one::

Host Lormod says:
::looks at Runert:: Hail Friend, sit and eat with us, Firda is to tell us stories of his fabrication

Tor says:
Firmay: Is your dwelling close by?

Firmay says:
::Doesn't answer just looks at him::

Firda says:
Rakym: We were on the ship together, you, me, Gladus, Tor, almost everyone. You were the doctor, Galdus was the security officer, Tor was the engineer. Think back, real hard. Remember 4 days ago. We were at base. Try to remember.

Galdus says:
::walks to Firda::

Host Runert says:
Lormod: Only if you have some good grog or mead friend!

Galdus says:
Firda: Firda, do not embarass the Elder with this nonsense too long.  You may offend him

Tor says:
Firmay: I meant no offense by that. I was just curious if you live around here.

Host Lormod says:
Runert: There is such in that Barrel over there ::points::

Galdus says:
Firda: what is Security

Firda says:
Galdus: It's not nonsense! Your name, it's not even Galdus, it's Gladius Augustus. You took care of making sure the ship was safe.

Rakym says:
Firda: I remember, 4 days ago you got your foot catch fast in a Bhyrti Tree's roots. :;laughs heartily:: What a day that was to remember!

Galdus says:
::laughs at Firda or with him::

Tor says:
Firmay: My companions and I are from a great distance. We have been traveling for nearly a full moon cycle. We are exploring.

Firmay says:
::eats some berries and keeps walking swinging the tail even more now::

Galdus says:
Firda: I am the tracker and main hunter for this voyage

Firda says:
Galdus: Remember, last week you were on Alpha Centuri, visiting your parents. Your father had just passed away...

Firda says:
Galdus: Right, on the QIb you were the main hunter, in a sense.

Tor says:
::notices the tail swinging even more::

Galdus says:
::Looks around at everyone::

Tor says:
Firmay: You do not speak very much do you?

Host Runert says:
Lormod: Then I'm your man!!! ::Sits down::

Galdus says:
Lormod: I am sorry that his stories are not good Elder

Firmay says:
::growls a little to Tor and offers more berries::

Firda says:
Lormod: Do you have any instruments that can look into the sky?

Nerzool says:
::frowns at the purple lizards around her and eyes her own clawed hands......  this is wrong::

Tor says:
::takes a few berries and eats them smiling a big toothy lizard grin::

Firda says:
Lormod: My ship may be up there, I can prove it to you all.

Host Lormod says:
Galdus: He shows promise though, his ideas are well worked out and seem to "hang together" just what you want on a cold winter night, I think. The rest will come with practice at his craft

Galdus says:
Firda: Your ship or our ship?

Rakym says:
Firda: You have not eaten or slept, Firda. you are sick in the mind. you must rest and eat and then all will be as it was

Firda says:
Galdus: Our ship. It's all of our's ship. Rakym: No! I'm not hungry...

Firmay says:
::gets close to Tor as he eats the berries, eating some more herself::

Nerzool says:
All: Stop eating please, dont eat the food and dont drink the mead.... !

Galdus says:
Lormod: The only problem Elder he is to be a craftsman of stone, not a story teller

Host Lormod says:
Firda: What about thirsty ?

Host Lormod says:
Galdus: Then he misses his craft

Firda says:
::shakes his head:: Lormod: Not tired either. ::lying the whole time::

Rakym says:
:;shakes his head:: Self: Sad...so sad...

Tor says:
::growls a soft "purring type growl"::

Galdus says:
Lormod: I shall let our village Elder know of your recommendation Elder

Host Lormod says:
::bows to Galdus::

Galdus says:
Nerzool: Not eat or drink; we would die

Firda says:
Galdus: You can go without food or drink for a while, at least.

Firmay says:
::As she starts walking again she touches Tor with her tail::

Nerzool says:
Galdus: Nay, you are not so weak.......::arches a scaly eyebrow::  Are you?

Firda says:
Galdus: Try it, it may come back to you.

Host Lormod says:
Rakym: I think Nerzool has a bigger problem, I think she may be getting a rent stomache.. I have offered her the leaves...but ...::sighs::

Galdus says:
::looks at the female and growls back at her::

Galdus says:
Nerzool: Do you challenge female?  With out your Elders permission?  Who are thee to cal lme weak?

Nerzool says:
Galdus: Fasting is not weak, it is the sign of a mature male.

Tor says:
::follows Firmay and swings his tail so it touches hers:: Firmay: Where are we going? I am not familiar with this land.

Rakym says:
::sits at a table and takes a bite of the morning bread::

Nerzool says:
::eyes Lormod's leaves wearily::

Galdus says:
Nerzool: I have killed for less than that

Firda says:
Lormod: We all have a problem, elder. We don't belong here. ::looks at his crew:: That is Gladius Augustus, Julia Lorenzo, Enelis Ranahi, Gwen Mayfair, Kymar Dremel, and Q`tor. They are all from my ship, and not one of them belongs here.

Galdus says:
Lormod: Elder do your young ones speak like this at all times

Nerzool says:
Galdus:  Is your hunger for food stronger than your mind?

ACTION  The Scene shifts and they are now in a covered  breezeway  dining area their tails  are almost gone and there is someone  on stage telling a story of a ship that travels the Stars everyone is dressed differently

Rakym says:
::looks up at the storyteller in amazement and wonder::

Ahnira says:
::suddenly finds himself sat in a seat::  Self:  Huh?

Firmay says:
::sits at the table looking at everyone::

Galdus says:
::looks around him trying to adjust, because something doesn't feel right::

Nerzool says:
::still holding her abdomen she gets dizzy as the world shifts around her::

Galdus says:
ALL: Did you feel that?

Rakym says:
::think for a moment and wonders::

Tor says:
::feels somewhat confused and nudges closer to Firmay::

Host Runert says:
Galdus: Feel what?

Ahnira says:
::sees all the other people around him, and looks at them suspiciously::

Galdus says:
::remembers an arguement about food and drink and possible danger::

Rakym says:
::looks at everyone around the table::

Host Runert says:
::Thinks Galdus is drinking too much::

Galdus says:
Runert: Do you rember the past?

Nerzool says:
~~~Firda: It has happened again.~~~

Galdus says:
::pushes his food and drink away from him::

Tor says:
Galdus: Shhh....listen to the story

Nerzool says:
::nods at Galdus::

Galdus says:
::stands up and walks to the window and looks up to the stars, thinking he belongs there::

Firmay says:
::gets close to Tor and tries to listen to the storyteller::

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