<html><body><div style="color:#000; background-color:#fff; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10pt"><div><span>With his rat like speed and agility Rotterex races to hit Kalen's "off" switch. </span></div><div><br></div> <div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> <div style="font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"> <div dir="ltr"> <font size="2" face="Arial"> <div style="margin: 5px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); height: 0px; line-height: 0; font-size: 0px;" class="hr" contentEditable="false" readonly="true"></div> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">From:</span></b> "lev@mimesisrpg.com" <lev@mimesisrpg.com><br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">To:</span></b> ignorance@mimesisrpg.com <br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sent:</span></b> Wednesday, 22 February 2012 4:04 PM<br> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Subject:</span></b>
[HQ Ignorance] Scene 129: Rogue Kalen Robot on the Loose!<br> </font> </div> <br>Rikku mutters a few words, and with a wave of his hands nearly all who had<br>been seriously affected by the Black Lotus found their minds cleared; the<br>exception being Othor who still seemed a little intoxicated. "I must have<br>ended up with some of the dust on my fingers", he says groggily. "No<br>matter".<br><br>Meanwhile, the Wizard listens closely to Azhur's words, cocking his head<br>to one side and smiling and his comment about the miasma and his appetite.<br><br>"The West?", he remarks. "What is this thing that you call 'west'? There<br>is Puppetland, there is the city, and the sky above and that all that<br>exists in this plane of existence. Oh, but you are very strange indeed.<br>Not from this plane at all, and so you want to return."<br><br>"Well, you are in the employ of The General, a violent man as you say. I<br>am not of that ilk. My way of rulership is a
lot more subtle. Of course,<br>the General doesn't understand subtle, he only understands fighting. But I<br>understand the mind, and the soul."<br><br>"So your companion has been harmed by The General, has he?", the Wizard<br>asks as he kneels next to Kalen feeling around the Mostal.<br><br>"What a strange creature. Is there any part of him that is not made of<br>metal?", he turns and asks.<br><br>At that point Kalen animates with alarming speed, quickly drawing both of<br>his Dwarf guns and, with an almighty 'bang!' fires both into the Wizard.<br>The Wizard staggers, clutching his chest, "Betrayal! My guards, capture<br>them!" and there is pandemonium as the hall fills with howling spirits.<br>The Kalen bot rushes The Wizard again, letting out a high pitched squeal.<br><br>"Exterminate! Exterminate! You will be exterminated! The General will<br>rule! The General will
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