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A Family Matter

(September 10, 1999)

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'Anyone seen that fake trying to claim to be a Tsarran? I have a lightning bolt or 10 that need to talk with him.'.

Grismal gossips (in common), 'it was me'.

Abaddon gossips (in common), 'yeah it was grismal i saw it too'.

Grismal gossips (in common), 'bring on the lightning'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'You're time will come. The greedy ones always die.'.

Hitman gossips (in common), 'Tsarran?'.

Cordir gossips, 'If you refer to my follower, Gregar, he is, indeed, a Tsarran.'.

Grismal gossips (in common), 'heh greedy'.

Abaddon gossips (in common), 'that explains some things..'.

Grismal gossips (in common), '?'.

Hitman gossips (in common), 'Tssarran?'.

Cordir gossips, 'Confirmed as such by Lady Jyslin's husband, the last head of house Tsarran.'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'that little lost puppy Trap?'.

Tylorn gossips (in common), 'Jyslin still around?'.
Tylorn gossips (in common), 'havent seen her in ages'.

Cordir gossips, 'No, the noble, honored head of house Tsarran and house Sturdivant, my friend, Trap.'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), '*laugh* head of hose Tsarran?'.

Cordir gossips, 'Jyslin left This Realm long ago, Tylorn, wearied with its struggles.'.

Tylorn tells Cordir (in common), 'you keep in contact with her?'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'My doesn't he have delusions'.

Cordir tells Tylorn, 'Not any more... though I'm trying to reach her.'.

Cordir gossips, 'Trap Sturdivant-Tsarran was made head of the House by Lady Jyslin, Lysanthir.'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'As delusional as this bird claiming to be a Tsarran'.

Tylorn tells Cordir (in common), 'nod, if you do please tell her hi for me...hmmm she wont know me by tylorn sigh...she is missed'.

Borneo gossips (in common), 'that's about as special as a second-hand prom dress'.

Clue tells Cordir (in old-common), 'i've wearied with the struggles many times, but am still here :)'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'my mother did alot of foolish things in her last days, they are mistakes that will be slowly.. erased.'.

Cordir tells Clue, '*nods*'.

Cordir gossips, 'And one of them, Lysanthir, which I have heard from her own mouth, was birthing you.'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'I very much doubt that'.

Hitman gossips (in common), 'my mommy wuvs me'.
Hitman gossips (in common), 'hehe'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'But *I* am the head of house Tsarran, and I'm afraid explaining that to the bird might be a bit.. messy.'.

Gaul gossips (in common), 'I was born on, and abandoned on, a park bench :) or so I'm told'.

Cordir gossips, '*mildly* Not as recognized by Lady Jyslin, you are not.'.

Tylorn gossips (in common), 'yah I thought so Gaul'.
Tylorn gossips (in common), 'that explains a lot'.

Abaddon gossips (in common), 'heh'.

Cordir gossips, 'Trap recognized Gregar as Tsarran, and Jyslin's grand-daughter accepts him as such, as well.'.

Lysanthir gossips (in common), 'My mother is long gone forsaken one.'.

Clue tells Cordir (in old-common), 'one of these days i'll need to write up my history'.

Cordir tells Clue, 'Certainly....'.

Clue tells Cordir (in old-common), 'and i may need help... i'm told you are good at such'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'You should guide the little imposter away from his course, it will only lead to Pain, Misery and Misfortune.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'Well, I am afraid that you are the one who has been misled, and will find only sorrow on your path'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'If you let him go down this path, his Fate is sealed in death and you know it. Surely you care more about your pupils than that?'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'Even you, forsaken one, must.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'would it be better for me to encourage him to lie? Knowing what he is?'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'He is a mistake to be erased. Better to live a lie, than die horribly and for all eternity at the hands of Lord Nash.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'Better to die with honor than live a lie.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'What fool believes there is honor in death? Let him live out his sad bastard life, he will be erased, one way or another.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, '*chuckles softly* Thaygar, for one, to answer your question...'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'And I, for another.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'You Forsaken One are already lost this I know. Seal your pupils doom than. He has claimed something he has no right to and will be punished.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, '*smiles quietly* We disagree, on this, as on many things yet unspoken.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'Your threats are as darkness... swept away by light, hope, and faith.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'Sadly you have already forsaken Nash. And Nash is the light if you remember any of the teachings.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'I, no WE will prevail.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, '*chuckles softly* I can say with _certainty_ that I gave Nash my fealty for more years than you have lived, little elf.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'Do not seek to instruct Me on His ways... I know them well. They are graven upon my soul.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'But you forsake him and are lost.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'do not speak his name, you have not the right.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'To correct you... I was excommunicated for a deed my own Lord Gryphon taught was well and good. I did not forsake him.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'and you do not have the right to command, council, or otherwise instruct me, mortal, on Nashite faith or any other matter.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), '*laugh* Lord Sirak and Lord Molo ARE the voice and hand of Nash. There judgements ARE the judgements of NASH. '.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'I refute that. They are the voice of Nash as seen by those with corrupted souls.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, 'Their teachings are not Gryphon's teachings. And it is to His that I hold.'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'You poor lost fool. Yours is the soul courrupted by nonbelievers, I pity you.'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, '*chuckles softly* Name me thus again, Lysanthir, and you will be the one in pain and misery.'.

### Gregar has connected.
Cordir ftells, 'Greetings, Gregar... I have been chatting with your brother.'.

Cordir ftells, 'A rather unpleasant sort he is.'.

Gregar ftells, 'cordir!'.

Gregar ftells, 'which brother?'.

Cordir ftells, 'Lysanthir'.

Gregar ftells, 'oh... him'.

Lysanthir tells Cordir (in common), 'You have not the might or power to threaten even the tiniest of creatures. Do not delusion yourself. You are Lost and Forsaken and are an object of'.

Gregar ftells, 'I must agree... tis darkmoons fault'.

Cordir tells Lysanthir, '*chuckles softly* go your own way, fanatic. May your Fate be as you deserve.'.

(End Scene)

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