(OOC - Mike, your character will know this as you've been to that location before, Joshua is reading off a physical panel that is afixed to the bulkhead in that section of the ship not a electronic or computer display screen - think if it like an emergency instuction poster which illumates / glows if the power goes off, for someone to alter it they would have to write over it or just pull it off the wall).

The Germans show no signs of causing any trouble and are wholly compliant with gestures of commands given that they can immediately understand. The do keep looking back down the tunnel you had just escaped from and their eyes automatically return to that direction if they are not listening to your group.

A slow smile creeps over Claude’s face as he listens to the group conversation

“I believe our German companions are worried that you are going to interrogate them and torture them if they don’t comply” he replies in English “and I believe they are part of a unit that you would call ‘Sappers’ - tunnel digging. I suspect they probably don’t want you to know what they were doing down here but its unlikely to be anything good. More reason to head back to the town.”

With may German words having a similar sound or annunciation to those in English there appears to be some truth in what Claude is suggesting, ‘Tunnel’ being the same word in both languages however the tone of their previous conversation suggests this is likely only part of it.

Having now recovered Claude stands up and gestures to the opening that lead back the way you had originally come. He looks at Summers for a moment with a degree of immediate interest as he walks.

“You are a historian?” he asks “I teach history at the school here – well used to. I like historians, especially those who understand the past and learn from it. That’s what this place is about, a history of a circumstances that most of humanity unaware of. A history that here, keeps repeating itself.”

Just a suggestion Brian ... why not come here and play in Don's memory!!! <g>

Turn 8

Roll 1 - 5,6,1,5,2 Reroll 6,1,2
Roll 2 - 4,4,6---- Reroll 4,4,6
Roll 3 - 1,4,1

:rolleyes and <sighs>

1,1,4,5,5 - 1s up top, column 1.

Happy Birthday, Ken! I was going to send this, but MikeD beat me to it this time.

Round 4 Turn 5

TURN START POSITION


Play in order of lowest card first:

Argus 16
Weez 41
Aqua 46
AJ 55*7
Exeter 84

Argus takes the opportunity to ditch another low card on row 1.

Weez might breathe a sigh of relief this turn as she is not ganged up on. She plays her 41 on row 2. Aqua and AJ follow on, the latter adding a lot of points to the row!

Exeter, probably hoping that someone would play lower, plays his 84 busting row 3 for 12 points! Ouch!

Next choices via PM please.

I've watched the first 2 episodes. Will give it the first season to have enough to make a decision.

I agree with the points Gryphon made. At the moment I have 3 issues with the series but decided not to post spoilers. All three of the issues are more annoying than anything else. Two are Political Correctness related and one is a major difference in setting that I don't understand the need for.

The Heartwood
Dawnview Vale
Highbeck Glacier Village
Attaday, the Eighth Day of Horse

Bekkah, Keiko, Lyric, Nizhentska, Tomomi, and various villagers

Nizhentska started at the beginning — or, at the least, the beginning of this serving of the Village's most interesting first meal in a very, very long time. She simply gave Bekkah a wide-eyed look, which then narrowed before becoming wide-eyed once more.

"Nin, nin, nin, nin! This not about you! You are happy, bright, and all is right in world — ray of sunshine on blustery day!

"Don't you feel that about... about... about her! The minstrel! The Fair Folk!"

Again her attention fell on Lyric, looking across at the Fair Folk. Her head tilted — it seemed to be a habit of certain members of the Snow People — and blinked again and again as she listened to the blizzard of words that swept her way. But she was used to blizzards here, and she was the Village storyteller, so listening to tales was second nature to the younger woman. She did, however, take not one but two steps back.

"Promise?

"Promise on Stars and Snowflakes and Whiskersharks and cup of ice-cold kavass? Promise with Pinkies against Thousand Needles of Snowfang's Ironsilver Icicles?"

The look Nizhentska gave Lyric was hesitant and reluctant until she was suddenly interrupted by one of her shorter wards.

"Clobber Nizzy?

"Just like the broke tablet? Here! Here! Here! Need this, da, da, da?"

The young lad — at least he appeared to be a young lad, the kids looked all alike beneath their heavy glacier furs — offered Lyric a large wooden bowl.

"Now Fae-Girl-with-Horns can clobber Nizzy! Yea!"

It was perhaps the oddest reaction that any Fae had ever gotten for stepping out into the Mortal Realms. Niz had a very different one. Their guide looked down at her short quisling, pointing at him as she barked out a sudden exclamation.

"Josefi Black-eyes!

"Don't encourage her!"

He looked crestfallen.

"Aw. Never let me have any fun."

Placing her hand over her face Nizhentska, stepped nimbly off the table. She did so with a single extremely over-dramatic stiff-legged marching step, like someone who had been sentenced to walking off the edge of the Clock's outcropping to fall into the snowdrifts below.

"Stupid clock.

"How can Niz say no?

"Can't.

"So."

So Nizhentska let Lyric hug her.

Sorry. Guess I was at the wrong airport.

Sasha


Sasha moved to block the other adversary's blow, grunting slightly as she acknowledges the other's skill and ability. She stepped slightly to the side to move just enough closer to move closer to Jaxon and provide cover to his flank.

As she does so, the noblewoman of Xanthippe does her best to attack her two handed opponent.

[OOC: Using similar tactics and abilities to those of Jaxon, although I do not have the specs at hand at the moment.]

Sounds like a good idea to me.

Triple 349 Ladder Results = XV

Happy Birthday!