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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 11:19 am
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Borus looked up from his pastry feast at the Colonel and stared at him for a few minutes, his eyes widening a little more as he continued to go on and say that he was convinced that he was possessed by a some sort of evil godspawn. He wasn't sure if the man was joking with him or just being overly dramatic. He obviously knew about the voice, but there was no way whatever it was was an evil, whatever he was saying. "You need to calm down. I mean, I just woke up." He silently stuffed another truffle in his mouth, looking at the Colonel as he did so.
"So," He spoke with a mouth full of truffle, "you are saying that whatevers in my head is evil, and that you know how to stop it." He swallowed the Truffle. The rest of the stuff he talked about was not important to Borus, except maybe the part about him being the son of a god. He figured he'd ask about that later though. One thing at a time. "So whats this 'favor' you need? If it'll do what you say it must be something pretty big."
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 4:38 pm
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Borus stared at the Colonel for several seconds, intently watching him and taking in what he had just said. Finally he broke out in a robust laughter, slapping his thigh a few times as he let out wheezes of air in between chewing his next delectable truffle. "You want me to perform a ritual with your horse? Who's actually a man?" He asked, amusement in his eyes. "So I can save the world by bonding with your horse man. What will we be then, a horse, boar, double man?" He burst out into another healthy bought of laughter. Borus didn't know why the situation the Colonel presented was so humorous, Borus didn't normally find many things so amusing, but for some reason what he said was tickling his funny bone to no end. He felt like he couldn't stop laughing.
"I think you just need to calm down let this thing past." He said, speaking with a mouth full of truffle still. "Whatever it is wont end the world, it will only make me more powerf-" Borus stopped in the middle of the word, realizing what he was about to say. He didn't know where that had come from, why he had even started to say it. As he began to concentrate on it more he realized that he himself didn't think what the Colonel had said was funny at all, he knew that John was a shifter. More importantly though he knew that he would never normally allow something that was a danger to others to carry on just to make himself more powerful. That wasn't him, and in a moment he knew that the thing inside him had been doing more then lead him to truffles. Borus swallowed the last bite of the savory snack he had been munching on, realizing that it was all gone. His hunger had not subsided though, and he knew why. The creature had kept him so preoccupied with the food and his hunger he didn't even realize what he had been doing and saying. Borus did not like whatever was inside him at all anymore. "I'll do the ritual." Borus said to Henry, feeling his stomach turn in knots as he said it. He ignored it and powered through though. "Just tell me what to do."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 5:59 am
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Orin didn't notice that anyone had entered the flower shop; he was busy arguing with the shop keeper over herbs, potions, rituals and the like. He had been sent by the colonel to keep an eye on Keira and he knew she would turn up here eventually. However, the florist had always had a way of knowing just how to make him cross.
"If you use to much of the sage and not enough of the dragon liver, you risk it becoming too smokey and you'll drive the spirits away," Orin insisted. "No, no, no," the shopkeeper, Thaddeus, countered. "It's best not to meddle with the spirits in the first place. I don't like 'em. They give me the creeps."
"That's the whole point! You're supposed to call upon the ancestors to bear witness. You can't have a wedding without the ancestors' blessing."
"You can too! You just have to - oh, hello," Thad interrupted himself, catching sight of Keira. "Welcome, Lady Keira. What can I interest you in today?"
Orin turned and bowed slightly in greeting, adding, "Lady Hatake, I've been sent by Colonel Cosgrove to escort you, and also to bring you news. We can no longer refuse action. Tonight I am to perform a ritual between your fiance and the colonel's most trusted soldier. The following evening is to be your ball, and the third evening is your wedding. The morning after, we are to head to the Badlands and prepare for war."
[OOC - upon reaching the Badlands, this topic will be locked and a link will be provided to take you to your new topic in the event sub-forum.]
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:27 am
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Orin stared at her, a little annoyed that Keira had turned it into something about her. She didn't seem to comprehend that John was doing this not only to save her, but their entire world; and what's more, he might not live to see their wedding. And yet she was acting like this was all about her and that it was being done to her... and because she was human? That had nothing to do with it.
He continued to glare at Keira for several minutes before saying softly, "Tulips, then," and striding off toward the estate. Didn't she give a damn? There was a bigger picture here. Did she even really love John? Did she really think this was all about her? Orin aimed a swift, angry kick at a nearby boulder and split it in two. "Stupid humans. They never change," he said angrily to no one in particular. He could feel the ancient dislike for them swelling within his chest, making him seethe. "I'll just do the ritual without waiting for her. Maybe that will 'make it easy on her,'" he mumbled.
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