Where Dead Men should Not Lie

[Zathina Mage]

Crie` goes to what he thinks is himself. He leans over and then pauses, his eyes narrow as if he sees something he doesn't like. Then stares a moment, instead of picking the body up, he starts to rummage through his clothes searching for something.

[Zac Eup]

Damn. ChopChop is missing. Zyphur looked over at Crie' i always knew i should have had him soul bound. you looking for something in particular?

[Zathina Mage]

Crie` motions towards something. The forehead. Although it is clearly Crie`'s face. What is also clear is a strange alteration. The Gem placement is different, somewhat odd. Crie`' then motions to a pendant around his neck. It's got eight points, not nine as would be customary. "...I"m not liking this."

[Zac Eup]

Zyphur thought a moment and put his own corpse down. Zyphur examined the corpse face. Whats with the scar on my left temple? I've never had a scar there. It's a long scar, looks deep too.

[gizmo]

a figure clad in red gard walks down the street noticably wearing more armor then before a small smile on his face.
ohhhh what happened here isnt this fun?

[ZandoranDugan]

"You." Dugan points to one of the guards. "Go get my horses and wagon."

Alexio, hold for a second and look here. These marks are, not form any creature I've seen. Perhaps before we go moving bodies we should have someone form the Scholars guild help us investigate.

I also think we should set guards at every building and announce a decree that no one goes out at night unless escorted by someone armed and able to fight."

Dugan is fearful to touch the bodies as of yet.

"How do we know something bad won't happen to us if we touch our dead selves?"

[Zathina Mage]

(Gizmo will find himself amongst the crowd. As well as anyone he knows, that he wishes to find)

Alexio moves, and motions, "Guards, do so." They go off, and he looks at him, "That'll make it easier." he leans over the one he speaks about and examines the marks, "Yes, these aren't anything I've seen... We will have to get the Hutners and Trappers in on this."

[Zac Eup]

The only help that I need or want about my dead self here is where is the spirit from this body and how may i communicate with it, and how can i preserve it until such a time that i can have a proper surgeon examine in detail what caused my death. And i very much disagree with you, Dugan. Decreeing a curfer be set will only further panic people. I am a follower of Chaos and a Necromancer, most else who follow this path would relish in the panic it would bring. I do not, such a panic is unnecesary. look at these people dead here. From what i can gather all of them in this time line could more than hold their own in a fight. That being said, if emitton is screwing with us, and i believe he is, then there is no need to decree a curfew be set. Emitton can appear any time anywhere inside someone's home or not.

Zyphur lifted his corpse back off the ground turning the Gizmo.

we are finding dead bodies of ourselves from another timeline. I don't think that Emitton likes us putting a plan together to put him in stasis. Why he wouldn't just attack us outright and unmake us is what concerns me. I have a theory about that though.

[gizmo]

gizmo pushes through people to get to the scene

[Zathina Mage]

For Gizmo, the body lies amongst others he knows. People he knows who have not come or been to Dalantia, and others he does.

Crie` stands there a moment. As the wagon is brought around. "This is gonna be.. ugly." he sighs.

[Zac Eup]

soo very very ugly.

[gizmo]

(what bodys are there?)

gizmo walks over to his body

[Zathina Mage]

(Whoever. Of locals, everyone you know. Of people Gizmo knows out of chapter. Whoever you want for interesting role playz)

[gizmo]

gizmo looks down at a female gypsy laying on the ground and falls to his knees.

...Sacha. gizmo studders

....Sacha...

gizmo pulls her body into his arms without thinking.

then he looks around.

Shiren, Sita, Nina, Aidyn.

not them too.

[Zathina Mage]

Crie` watches Gizmo, "Gizmo... This is some kind of trick, these are not those people... or... were those people someway somehow." he sighs looking at himself, "Poor bastards..."