A Welsh Denouement - Revision history

https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=A_Welsh_Denouement A Welsh Denouement - Revision history 2026-07-30T19:00:22Z Revision history for this page on the wiki MediaWiki 1.43.0 https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=235365&oldid=prev Taimdala at 22:14, 25 April 2013 2013-04-25T22:14:25Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 22:14, 25 April 2013</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l9">Line 9:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 9:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in my mind, I quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in my mind, I quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly changed into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">missing their fingertips </del>hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly changed into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The moon was only a day past first quarter, making the night deeper, and I was thankful for the additional cover. It occurred to me that the spy might have had more compatriots shadow our team to the train and thereafter lie in wait for anyone leaving. Therefore I left the train by way of an access hatch in the floor, crawling under the train car and eeling down the rail embankment instead of stepping off at either end where the opposition would be watching. It was with that in mind that I eschewed walking the cindered tracks and instead hugged the base of the embankment The grass grew tall on the verge and by bending at the waist, I kept the bank and the greenery between me and any prying eyes.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The moon was only a day past first quarter, making the night deeper, and I was thankful for the additional cover. It occurred to me that the spy might have had more compatriots shadow our team to the train and thereafter lie in wait for anyone leaving. Therefore I left the train by way of an access hatch in the floor, crawling under the train car and eeling down the rail embankment instead of stepping off at either end where the opposition would be watching. It was with that in mind that I eschewed walking the cindered tracks and instead hugged the base of the embankment The grass grew tall on the verge and by bending at the waist, I kept the bank and the greenery between me and any prying eyes.<br><br> </div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=235364&oldid=prev Taimdala at 22:12, 25 April 2013 2013-04-25T22:12:46Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 22:12, 25 April 2013</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l9">Line 9:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 9:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in my mind, I quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in my mind, I quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">exchanged what </del>into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves missing their fingertips hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">changed </ins>into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves missing their fingertips hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The moon was only a day past first quarter, making the night deeper, and I was thankful for the additional cover. It occurred to me that the spy might have had more compatriots shadow our team to the train and thereafter lie in wait for anyone leaving. Therefore I left the train by way of an access hatch in the floor, crawling under the train car and eeling down the rail embankment instead of stepping off at either end where the opposition would be watching. It was with that in mind that I eschewed walking the cindered tracks and instead hugged the base of the embankment The grass grew tall on the verge and by bending at the waist, I kept the bank and the greenery between me and any prying eyes.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The moon was only a day past first quarter, making the night deeper, and I was thankful for the additional cover. It occurred to me that the spy might have had more compatriots shadow our team to the train and thereafter lie in wait for anyone leaving. Therefore I left the train by way of an access hatch in the floor, crawling under the train car and eeling down the rail embankment instead of stepping off at either end where the opposition would be watching. It was with that in mind that I eschewed walking the cindered tracks and instead hugged the base of the embankment The grass grew tall on the verge and by bending at the waist, I kept the bank and the greenery between me and any prying eyes.<br><br> </div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=235363&oldid=prev Taimdala at 22:05, 25 April 2013 2013-04-25T22:05:04Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 22:05, 25 April 2013</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l50">Line 50:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 50:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>----</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>----</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><span style="color:#8B0000"> '''''Since any campaign is a collaborative effort, Journal and RP entries by our other players can be read'''''</span> [[The Dark Corners of the Earth: The Story So Far ... | '''here.''']]<br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><span style="color:#8B0000"> '''''Since any campaign is a collaborative effort, Journal and RP entries by our other players can be read'''''</span> [[The Dark Corners of the Earth: The Story So Far ... | '''here.''']]<br></div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Return to [[Cutting the Strings|'''''Cutting the Strings''''']] | Go forward to [[A Cryptic Response|'''''A Cryptic Response''''']]<br></ins></div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Return to [[Shadow Game, a personal memoir | '''''Shadow Game, main page''''']] <br></ins></div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-side-deleted"></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Return to [[Josephine Gabrielle Arceneaux | '''''Josephine's Page''''']]<br></ins></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Return to [[The Dark Corners of the Earth | '''''The Dark Corners of the Earth''''' ]]<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Return to [[The Dark Corners of the Earth | '''''The Dark Corners of the Earth''''' ]]<br><br></div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=207370&oldid=prev Taimdala at 05:48, 28 May 2012 2012-05-28T05:48:17Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 05:48, 28 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l31">Line 31:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 31:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>'''DETAINED SUBJECT IN WALES FOR QUESTIONING. STOP. ASCERTAINED MEMBER OF R.'S FACTION. STOP. SUBJECT SELF-EXPIRED TO PROVIDE GATE FOR F.GNT. STOP. FG VANQUISHED. STOP. K.'S CONVEYANCE SUSTAINED SOME DAMAGE. STOP. FULL REPORT UPON F2F DEBRIEF. STOP. ORDERS? STOP. -JGA.'''<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>'''DETAINED SUBJECT IN WALES FOR QUESTIONING. STOP. ASCERTAINED MEMBER OF R.'S FACTION. STOP. SUBJECT SELF-EXPIRED TO PROVIDE GATE FOR F.GNT. STOP. FG VANQUISHED. STOP. K.'S CONVEYANCE SUSTAINED SOME DAMAGE. STOP. FULL REPORT UPON F2F DEBRIEF. STOP. ORDERS? STOP. -JGA.'''<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>In the absence of any orders, I was free to decide what <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I and </del>the team should do next. Should I press on after the Avalon site reputed to be in Wales? Was it possible that more of the Atlantian manuscript would be found there? <br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>In the absence of any orders, I was free to decide what the team <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and I </ins>should do next. Should I press on after the Avalon site reputed to be in Wales? Was it possible that more of the Atlantian manuscript would be found there? <br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''That would certainly make Rebecca happy. She's been very much a fish out of water in the clandestine trade and unless I've missed my guess, her name in magical circles has taken a beating this night. Alexi could not have looked upon a child murderer with any more revulsion than he had upon her. Someone should talk to her about her black runes, and soon. Otherwise I will have to do something regrettable to ensure her safety and Alexi's should we continue to travel together''.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''That would certainly make Rebecca happy. She's been very much a fish out of water in the clandestine trade and unless I've missed my guess, her name in magical circles has taken a beating this night. Alexi could not have looked upon a child murderer with any more revulsion than he had upon her. Someone should talk to her about her black runes, and soon. Otherwise I will have to do something regrettable to ensure her safety and Alexi's should we continue to travel together''.<br><br> </div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=207369&oldid=prev Taimdala at 05:43, 28 May 2012 2012-05-28T05:43:28Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 05:43, 28 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l7">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''2300hrs, local time''<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''2300hrs, local time''<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">My </del>mind, I quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">my </ins>mind, I quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly exchanged what into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves missing their fingertips hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly exchanged what into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves missing their fingertips hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=206628&oldid=prev Taimdala at 19:13, 12 May 2012 2012-05-12T19:13:23Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 19:13, 12 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>An excerpt from ''Shadow Game'', by J. G. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Arceneau</del>, still at large<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>An excerpt from ''Shadow Game'', by J. G. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Arceneaux</ins>, still at large<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=206594&oldid=prev Taimdala at 05:06, 12 May 2012 2012-05-12T05:06:07Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 05:06, 12 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l19">Line 19:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 19:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''2330 hours. Should be here any minute now.''<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''2330 hours. Should be here any minute now.''<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Even then I could feel the faint vibration emanating from the ground as the train drew near, the sound of its approach muffled by the hills and dells of the landscape. A hiss was all the warning <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">she </del>got before it roared into view around a shoulder of the land and it screamed past the station, its whistle at full-blast. I used the human inclination to duck away from the noise to cover my crossing over to the platform, there to hide in the shadow of a pile of crates. I waited until the last clack on the rails echoed to silence and the crickets resumed their chorus before rising and setting my lockpicks to the telegraph office door.<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Even then I could feel the faint vibration emanating from the ground as the train drew near, the sound of its approach muffled by the hills and dells of the landscape. A hiss was all the warning <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I </ins>got before it roared into view around a shoulder of the land and it screamed past the station, its whistle at full-blast. I used the human inclination to duck away from the noise to cover my crossing over to the platform, there to hide in the shadow of a pile of crates. I waited until the last clack on the rails echoed to silence and the crickets resumed their chorus before rising and setting my lockpicks to the telegraph office door.<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Once inside I allowed myself to relax—it was deserted as I'd hoped. Feeling my way carefully in the dark around the counter to the rear where the equipment stood, I unlocked the key and gave it an experimental tap. A clack rewarded my effort and I sent a prayer Heavenward for the officer's reluctance to muck about with the battery. Made of electrodes suspended in a chemical solution, I would have been chary of handling such a thing myself. Pulling a chair up to the counter, I closed my eyes, composed my message, and encrypted it. With a deep breath, I put my finger to the key and tapped out what I read off my eyelids and waited for the receipt of signal to come back.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Once inside I allowed myself to relax—it was deserted as I'd hoped. Feeling my way carefully in the dark around the counter to the rear where the equipment stood, I unlocked the key and gave it an experimental tap. A clack rewarded my effort and I sent a prayer Heavenward for the officer's reluctance to muck about with the battery. Made of electrodes suspended in a chemical solution, I would have been chary of handling such a thing myself. Pulling a chair up to the counter, I closed my eyes, composed my message, and encrypted it. With a deep breath, I put my finger to the key and tapped out what I read off my eyelids and waited for the receipt of signal to come back.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l25">Line 25:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 25:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''Received''.<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''Received''.<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>When no reply followed, I locked the key down and quit the office as covertly as I came. I kept my eyes and ears open on the walk back to Alexi's train, enjoying the solitude and yet remaining on razor's edge for the adversary. It reminded of the six weeks I'd tramped through Bavaria with my father so many years ago, travelling by night to avoid detection during the day, sleeping in barns when <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">they </del>could, in the woods when we couldn't. He'd taught me what he knew every step of the way—how to live off the land, how to turn it to <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her </del>advantage for weaponry or concealment, the marks of animals and the information gained by them, the habits of the human animal and <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">their </del>likely actions when cornered or threatened. With my memories to keep me company, I felt closer to my father than I'd had in months and for a change, it did not overwhelm me with sadness. Instead I imagined him gauging my performance and I wondered how I'd fared.<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>When no reply followed, I locked the key down and quit the office as covertly as I came. I kept my eyes and ears open on the walk back to Alexi's train, enjoying the solitude and yet remaining on razor's edge for the adversary. It reminded <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">me </ins>of the six weeks I'd tramped through Bavaria with my father so many years ago, travelling by night to avoid detection during the day, sleeping in barns when <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">we </ins>could, in the woods when we couldn't. He'd taught me what he knew every step of the way—how to live off the land, how to turn it to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">my </ins>advantage for weaponry or concealment, the marks of animals and the information gained by them, the habits of the human animal and likely actions when cornered or threatened. With my memories to keep me company, I felt closer to my father than I'd had in months and for a change, it did not overwhelm me with sadness. Instead I imagined him gauging my performance and I wondered how I'd fared.<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I was 100 yards from the train when I spied three figures approaching it. Going by their silhouettes I recognized Billy, Pop, and Svetlana. I hung back and timed their boarding as a distraction so I could return via the hatch unobserved, knowing that they would draw enemy fire—if enemy watchers there were. Billy and his friends obliged my objective by making a noisy business of boarding the train and I returned to my compartment without incident. Flushed from my solo excursion, I wasn't entirely sure if I was disappointed to have avoided battle. The entire action with the spy and the Frost Giant, though harrowing toward the end, left me unsatisfied. I had hoped to deliver the spy to the Colonel for further questioning and now I would have nothing but a corpse. I recalled the message I'd sent:<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I was 100 yards from the train when I spied three figures approaching it. Going by their silhouettes I recognized Billy, Pop, and Svetlana. I hung back and timed their boarding as a distraction so I could return via the hatch unobserved, knowing that they would draw enemy fire—if enemy watchers there were. Billy and his friends obliged my objective by making a noisy business of boarding the train and I returned to my compartment without incident. Flushed from my solo excursion, I wasn't entirely sure if I was disappointed to have avoided battle. The entire action with the spy and the Frost Giant, though harrowing toward the end, left me unsatisfied. I had hoped to deliver the spy to the Colonel for further questioning and now I would have nothing but a corpse. I recalled the message I'd sent:<br><br></div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=206593&oldid=prev Taimdala at 04:57, 12 May 2012 2012-05-12T04:57:58Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 04:57, 12 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l13">Line 13:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 13:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The moon was only a day past first quarter, making the night deeper, and I was thankful for the additional cover. It occurred to me that the spy might have had more compatriots shadow our team to the train and thereafter lie in wait for anyone leaving. Therefore I left the train by way of an access hatch in the floor, crawling under the train car and eeling down the rail embankment instead of stepping off at either end where the opposition would be watching. It was with that in mind that I eschewed walking the cindered tracks and instead hugged the base of the embankment The grass grew tall on the verge and by bending at the waist, I kept the bank and the greenery between me and any prying eyes.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The moon was only a day past first quarter, making the night deeper, and I was thankful for the additional cover. It occurred to me that the spy might have had more compatriots shadow our team to the train and thereafter lie in wait for anyone leaving. Therefore I left the train by way of an access hatch in the floor, crawling under the train car and eeling down the rail embankment instead of stepping off at either end where the opposition would be watching. It was with that in mind that I eschewed walking the cindered tracks and instead hugged the base of the embankment The grass grew tall on the verge and by bending at the waist, I kept the bank and the greenery between me and any prying eyes.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The walk to the train station was uneventful and despite the darkness of the Welsh countryside, I made good time. I was grateful for the opportunity to practice my outdoors skills divorced from the urban environment of London. Unlike the great metropolis that never truly slept, with its ever-present noise and odors masking her passage, the night surrounding <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her </del>was relatively silent and clean. Of course, the countryside produced its own din and the night was never truly quiet. The racket of insects and night birds, the occasional call from livestock or bark of a dog, kept the countryside from the silence of a tomb. Even so, under the right conditions, relatively small sounds could carry a mile or more. <br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The walk to the train station was uneventful and despite the darkness of the Welsh countryside, I made good time. I was grateful for the opportunity to practice my outdoors skills divorced from the urban environment of London. Unlike the great metropolis that never truly slept, with its ever-present noise and odors masking her passage, the night surrounding <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">me </ins>was relatively silent and clean. Of course, the countryside produced its own din and the night was never truly quiet. The racket of insects and night birds, the occasional call from livestock or bark of a dog, kept the countryside from the silence of a tomb. Even so, under the right conditions, relatively small sounds could carry a mile or more. <br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I approached the train station cautiously, hanging back in the tree line opposite the tracks to observe the building and its environs for movement. The telegraph office might be closed for business, but if memory served, a late train passed through here on its way to Cardiff and points east. A switch operator would have to remain on duty until it had passed before he could secure the station and go home. I pulled my father's watch and cupped it with my other hand to hide any shine off it from the moon.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I approached the train station cautiously, hanging back in the tree line opposite the tracks to observe the building and its environs for movement. The telegraph office might be closed for business, but if memory served, a late train passed through here on its way to Cardiff and points east. A switch operator would have to remain on duty until it had passed before he could secure the station and go home. I pulled my father's watch and cupped it with my other hand to hide any shine off it from the moon.<br><br> </div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=206592&oldid=prev Taimdala at 04:56, 12 May 2012 2012-05-12T04:56:45Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 04:56, 12 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l7">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''2300hrs, local time''<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''2300hrs, local time''<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in My mind, <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">sI </del>quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The Frost Giant was vanquished, the last shots delivered, the last spell cast. The last of the dust had settled. With Alexi's parting words ringing in memory, with Rebecca's shocked silence underlying his disapprobation, I studied the ruined railway car and the corpse tied to the chair. The spy was quite a ruin, barely more than a shell to provide the doorway through which the Frost Giant was meant to arrive. I duly committed the details to memory and once I was certain I had the entire incident firmly fixed in My mind, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I </ins>quit the car to change. The Colonel would need a report and I would have to send it.<br><br> </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly exchanged what into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves missing their fingertips hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Of course, since it was well after the hour the telegraph office had already closed for the night, it would require a bit of stealth to send that report off and by God, I was not going to do it in a corseted dress and ladies' heels. I shut myself up in the compartment I shared with Evie and quickly exchanged what into my working clothes: jodhpurs and boots, harness and knives, gun and sword, long coat and hat. I donned a dark lawn blouse instead of my wool fisherman's sweater in deference to the weather and pinned my hair securely up before concealing it under my hat. Black greasepaint camouflaged my face and gloves missing their fingertips hid my hands. I had some burgling to do and the less visible I was in the dark the better.<br><br> </div></td></tr> </table>

Taimdala https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php?title=A_Welsh_Denouement&diff=206524&oldid=prev Taimdala at 03:52, 11 May 2012 2012-05-11T03:52:33Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:52, 11 May 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l45">Line 45:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 45:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''Good for you. Ride him, Evie''.<br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>''Good for you. Ride him, Evie''.<br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I sharpened my pencil and put it to paper again and brought the last of my <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">detailed account </del>to a close.<br><br><br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I sharpened my pencil and put it to paper again and brought the last of my <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">report </ins>to a close.<br><br><br></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> </table>

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