Thats what I thought too, I ohmed out the old battery cables and found no issues there either, the car has been in the bay for two days now, and I am about to pull out what's left of my hair.

Ok, I have been working on cars for years, ASE certified since 2001, I am completely lost.

I am working on a 1993 Ford Tempo, four cylendar, automatic.
I was called in by another technician today to help diagnose a problem.

From the beginning, it was a no-start, He replaced the starter, no results, then the solonoid, still nothing, so I decided to for grins, install new battery and cable, now the starter bendix wants to throw the drive gear at the flywheel (klunk) but no spin. I have 13 volts at the starter motor, the engine spins freely, (put a breaker on the crank) but still, no turn over by way of the starter drive motor. I bench tested the starter, and found absolutely nothing wrong with it, so, just for giggles, I tried 3 other starters that I had in stock, same results. I know Fords do not require a starter shim, so that was out of the question, am I missing something?

*still invisible from the tonic he consumed last night, Barbus approaches Jericho from behind and tapps him on the shoulder*

*Alatariel feels someone grab her arm, but when she looks over, sees nothing*

Come on, let me help you up the stairs, no worries, my intentions are pure.

Nice blade, swing by my academy some time, I may have something to show you. Good night.

Goodnight Calliope, maybe one day I should drop in and see this new table of yours.

Don't worry, I was just about to offer your friend here a room key if he doesn't have one, and secure the tavern like I always do.


*Barbus assumes his role as protecter of the inn, as if he never left it*

Cannonball Run

whitesnake - still of the night

Adrien Belew

Hey man, nice shot











Psykosonik

Are you hurting? you look like you are in pain Calliope. Maybe I should be bandageing you up?

Thank you. *surprised was not expecting any help after dropping a corpse through a window at the Inn he swore to protect*

Welcome to my world.

*nods* you can smell battle can't ya? there's more to come where I came from, and its heading our way.

F.A.G. = Fan Against Gordon

Go Dale Jr #88

A dark figure enters the tavern, slowly, walks with a limp, heads towards the bar where he takes a bottle that was hidden under the counter, then heads to a seat in the corner, where he takes his time sitting down, then blows out the candle.

==Barbus appears battered and bruised, and to have stitched himself up where he had taken damage accross his left upper arm, you see a trail of dried blood coming from it. Barbus still appears to be highly agitated from the nights events, and continues to tear up rags and patch himself up.==

You leave me no choice brother, but I must send you back to hell from whence you came

*draws a red glowing daggar, and drives it into Rakar's side, and sending his lifeless body crashing through the open window of the Green Dragon's Inn, right on top of poor Borimor*

I'll see you on the other side brother. *whispered*


Barbus continues to fly, landing at his school where he proceeds to clean his wounds, he shall return to the inn later.


Rathil, dispose of this trash, and keep anything you find.

if that's the case, I have no brother, I shall not stand by and watch you destroy another world, especially knowing that you are too ignorant to see that this is a place where there are more than pathetic surface dwellers, I know a few of them that could kill both of us without breaking a sweat.

*Throws a bright green fireball back at his brother clipping a wing but not dropping him from the sky*

How dare you think for a minute that I am going to share the underdark with the likes of you and those demons? I will start with you, and kill each and every one of those demons, saving Luciforean for last.

Flashes of Red, Blue, and Green light up the night sky, you hear what sound like explosions off in the distance, and it keeps getting brighter and louder, almost as if a war was just rolling in on Sinatorium.



Rakar! How could you align yourself with those monsters? Especially after how they all but vanquished our race? Do you favor Genocide?

Barbus throws yet another ball of lightning at a flying object that looks strangely familliar.

A train of horse drawn carts comes through Sinatorium, all black horses and black carts, covered with purple bunting and covers. Each cart carrying a fallen soldier from the raid on the cave, Each carts purple covering is embroidered with large white letters of the fallen soldier it carries, none of which has the name BARBUS on it. At the end of the train, you see a large ox drawn cart piled high with remains of various monsters, none of which have been seen in these lands. Upon inquiring about the remains in the last cart, a Royal Guardsman tells you there is nothing to be concerned with, and to go about your business.

**A Carrier pigeon lands at the Green Dragon's Inn**

Dear friends, I am writing from the cave to inform you that I am alive and well, however, the evils down here make me feel like a choir boy. I am afraid that dark days may fall upon the village soon, I will be leaving here to protect the Inn very soon, there is much too much for just one man to handle, and I keep losing men left and right, so I shall return for re-inforcements soon. Have an Ale waiting, by the time this reaches you, I may be in flight on my way back.