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Nalguz repeats.

After concluding his Mental reasoning, Nalguz STABS AT BEAST C.

Sorry, thought I posted. Nalguz swings his dagger at plant beast C. "EnJoY yOUr trIp," he shouted, swinging his dagger at the beasts feet.

Nalguz' metal reformed around his hand, becoming a dagger. "Let'S sEE iF yOu liKE tHe tASte oF pURe dEaTH, yOu... BeASt." Attacks from the front row, with his dagger facade, stabbing the same monster.

Nalguz' eyes glazed over. "AnD i? Am I a HUmAn WHo mUsT dIE fOr wHAt i hAvE doNE?" As he speaks, he lashes out with his weapon, this time in the guise of a whip, attacking Plant beast A from the back row.

Nalguz look on, almost fascinated, as Mihnak converses with the dog. ***I may have to look into this,*** he notes. Ooc-*** is thoughts.

After watching his companions run around like headless chickens, Nalguz gazes at the vines coming out of the forest. He looks to his party leader for advice, with a hint of derision on his face.

To my questmates: There is a high chance of me being unavailable for up to 4 days. I will do my best to post, but it seems unlikely that I'll have time. Sorry. :sheepish:

Nalguz scuttles up. "I wAs lATe. NoW, I aM HEre. LeT no MorE bE sAId."

A flicker of a smile passed Naguz's face, just for an instant. Red death would seem to be a help, not a hindrance, to him at least. Muttering a quick farewell to Boris and Germ, he scuttled off, ready to act, for the first time as a "hero". He spat on the ground. He was in it for one thing: Gold.

After a l my consideration, Nalguz replied: "It IS coMPliCaTEd... I CouLd eLaBoRAte fUrThER, iF yoU sO wISh..."

"MuCH as It pAiNS me To SaY iT, BuT i hAvE a fEElinG tHaT wE mAy nOt be ChOSEn. YoU mAy bE a VamPirE, BuT aT LEast yOu'rE hUmAnoID. StiLL, aT lEAst I dId'nT beCOme HuMaN LikE sOmE oF mY peOPlE..."

Nazgul scuttled back over to the Questboard. "InCOnsPicUOS, eh? WeLL, i cAN bE 'iNcoNSpicUOs' iF NecESSarY", he muttered, much to the chagrin of many others in the room, fir his rasping tone hurt their poor little ears. "ThEN AgaIN, aN iTEm fRoM hIS libRaRy? NoT thAT ExiTInG..." Making up his mind, the Arachanoid LAZILY SCRAWLED HIS NAME ONTO THE BOARD.

Is it permitted to rename weapons?

"A BoNUs? FoR a DemON yOu sURe gIVE sTuFF awAY. I, hoWeVeR, WiLL ACCept yOUr 'bONuS'. I bELivE tHe CorrEct teRM heRe iS 'ThaNK yOu?'

Nazgul walked up to the demon. "I HavE DecIDeD to PuRChasE yOUr 'PaSSioNfrUit vIne," he said, sliding over the 10 gold.

"ArEneAe, CiTY oF ThE AraCHaNOIDS. SomE cAll IT tHe ShINing CitY, oTHerS tHe fLOatINg iSland. I caLL iT ThE ceSSpOOLL of LiFe ItseLF, tHe pIT oF diSEAse. A blIght on It aNd thOSe wHO resIDe thERE!"

Don't worry, I'm pretty sure I've got a good balance. Waterbrick Down (or WBD, as everyone calls you), those pics are great! I'll get access to a computer later today.

"NaLLy?" Muttered nazgul, unimpressed. "DiD yoU Not hEAr mY moNOloGUe aBoUT nOT giVIng a DamN if ThEY rUn iN feAR? "I hAVe no bEEf wiTh tAIlorS. It iS mY WRetchEd pEOplE tHaT hAvE nO nObILitY." "A pITy. WeLL, I ShaLL rEtuRn wHen I HavE haD morE 'ExpErIencE' iN thE EYEs oF oUr EmploYErS."

Wow, thanks Waterbrick Down! That looks pretty cool. Now, please don't take this as being ungrateful, but is there any chance you could make the legs a bit longer? That would be appreciated.

"I KnOw nOT of tHiS 'NanOBot tEcH' yoU sPEAk oF, aNd thIS is No wHiP, iT iS muCh mORe vaUaBle. I aQuirED ThiS wEaPon fRoM tHe ForGE oF tHe hiDDen CiTY of NarGaLiUs. It iS, dEmoN, LIviNg meTaL. As FoR a 'SpIder KiTTen', tHerE arE maNy suCh brEEds in my HomE iSlaND." Nalguz glanced at the demon writing his name on a sheet. "WhAT aRe tHEse 'FiELds oF gLoRY? ARe theY LIKe thE WasTelaNds Of mY hOmE, wHeRe yOu mUst sLay oR BE slAyed? Or aRe thEy aKin tO tHe fIElds oF tRaPs, wHeRe a sINglE mIsPlaCeD fOOt cAn kiLL yOU?"

"ThE heAT oF bAtTle cOmeS a CloSE SecONd tO gOlD." After hearing the jibe at the title Web-Tweaker, Nalguz becomes enraged. "WeB TweAkeRS aRe AmoNg ThE mOsT nOblE of AracHaNoidS. NoT thAt aNy oF theM aRe noBle. NoT oNE!"

I have added some text explaining part of the history of the Arachanoids in the library. It will shed just a sliver of light on Nalguz, if you are paying attention.

A hooded yet humanoid figure walked tentatively in. Looking around but not showing his face, he deposited a single volume on top of a pile of books, then left as quietly as he had come. The Secrets of the Arachanoids. Introduction- For hundreds of years, there have been legends. Legends of a floating island, not on water, or connected to land, but sailing through the sky. Always persisting, these legends have never been proven, yet oft debated. I have written this time to prove them true. However, this land is no island of the dead, no Kingdom of the wicked, it is the domain of the Arachanoids. I have written the three volumes of this tale in secret, far from the eyes of any but my own, for if the Arachanoids were to discover me I would have no moe chance of survival than a fly in a spiders web. Perhaps that is appropriate, being that the Arachanoids are merely spiders. But enough! I will detain you no longer. These, my friends, are the secrets of the Arachanoids. Chapter 1: The history of Araneae. The beginning of Araneae, the great city of the Arachanoids, is shrouded in a web so thick, none but the gods themselves know the true origins of it. However, there is a myth, known as "The Quarrel of Umbri," that details one version of the beginning of the island. It is as follows: Once, long ago, when life was young and the world was still new, there was a single web-tweaker*. He was powerful, and mighty, yet not majestic. There were many spiders, none of which could tweak the web better than he, but many more majestic or imposing or just physically powerful. This spider, Umbri, believed he should be ruler of the spiders, yet no one listened to his words, for he had a quarrel with Vexacion the omnipresent, leader of the spiders. Too many supported this huge spider, and none listened to Umbri. Eventually, Umbri became so aggravated that he decided to storm the palace. He marched in, no allies and no weapon but his web-tweaking, and after several hours, reached the throne room. There, Vexacion did beg and cower, but Umbri would not listen. He began casting one of the most devastating spells the world has ever seen. Had it been completed, all of Terra Chima would have been decimated. But before he could complete the spell, one of the guards recovered and slew the almighty Web-Tweaker. The spell, however, did not dissipate, and wrapped itself in a bubble around that edge of the land. The spell tore out the chunk of earth, and the magic began to lift this island into the air. Gradually, the magic absorbed itself into the earth, and the floating island came to be. After many thousands of years, a city came to be built by the massive, humanoid spiders that lived there. And to this day, Araneae is still floating. *Web tweaked is the Arachanoid word for mage, derived from their belief that magic is a web in the air. The accuracy of this story is debatable, especially as such powerful Mages are not to be found in these times, but we have a small glimpse of what may have been. The quarrel between Umbri and Vexacion is omitted from this version of the tale, due to the fact that there are several supposed quarrels. They are a woman, food, money, and family among other things. The exact nature has no bearing on the tale. Chapter 2: Ranks and Heritage. Ranks are a big deal to the Arachanoids, and are expressed as titles. There are many, but the most common few are listed below. Please note that not all have a literal translation in common. If an Arachanoid fits into 2 categories, the one later on the list is used. Halfling- Short Peasant. Longleg- Tall Peasant. Grub- Peasant. Egg-Baby/Child. Outer Shell- Knight. Insect- Ranger. Shadow- Rogue. Horrific- Barbarian. Web Tweaker- Mage. Life mother- Cleric. Mighty- Heroic person. Leader- Royalty. Omnipresent- King/Queen. Rank titles are applied as _____ the _____. For example, a Ranger named Larrion would be Larrion the Insect. Heritage is similar. A few powerful families have their own titles, which override all other titles but Grub. They are shown below. Fireborn- Descendants of Kreel the mighty. Reaper- Descendants of Jung the shadow. Infinite- Descendants of Umbri the Web Tweaker. Northern- Descendants of Narlim the horrific. Vortex- Descendants of Norlum the Life Mother. Sharpminds- Descendants of Zaikain the insect. There are a handful more, but most have all but died out. Chapter 3: Heroes and their legends. Just as with human gods, there are hundreds of heroes of the Arachanoids. Many are listed here, along with their achievements. Umbri the Web Tweaker- Began Araneae. Kreel the Mighty- Built the wall of gods and protected the island from flying threats. Jung- Assasinated the cruel dictator known as Darkorn, as well as many cruel men and women. Narlim- Brought the gift of flames from his tribe on the northern edge of the island. Norlum- Was the first to utilise the part of the web known to Arachanoids as "the vortex" to reach the land below. Zakain- Raised the tower of knowledge. There are more, but those are the primary ones. There are also many legends, even for each hero. See chapters 8 and 9 for more information. So ends the first third of this Tome. The others may be found when delivered by me, the writer, to the library of Eubric City.

"I haVe NO UsE foR fAme AnD sTarDom, As YoU pUt it. I am Not HeRE tO AssIst tHosE iN nEEd, eItHer. I mErEly wANt thE GolD. I alSo Do nOT neEd gLOrY, beInG desCenDEd FroM UmbRI tHe Web TWeaKeR. WhY woULd I NeEd GLorY?"