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 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:33 pm
It suddenly panged on him* THE LEGEND OF THE LICH KING! *He yelled out as he pointed to DLY* That's where I heard it! That's the sword in the lore of the Lich King, the ruler of a frosted land!
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:34 pm
"Curious and cautious .. such a thing must be respected .. items that have conciousness must not be trifled with." she said simply, looking at the weapon again, impressed and concerned by the effect it had on the floor. Moving closer, she knelt on the ground near the perimiter of the icy portion that it created. Tilting her head, she observed with all her senses, trying to gain a better understanding of it and what she found curious about it. "Why have you taken this?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:39 pm
Shadow looked up from her work startled at the sudden yell. She looked around a little before settleing all her thoughts and concentration back into what she was writing down.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:42 pm
Yawgmoth began to laugh as Zero pointed out the origins of the blade. "Zero is correct. It belonged to a Lich King. But it was not his originally either. We have come to agreement the sword and us. We are far more powerful than the Lich King was and so, we killed him and stole his weapon for our personal gain. The sword's sentient spirit liked our ideas of how to use it and so it agreed to let us take it. We are able to raise the dead as well, you've seen us do it before, both of you. It takes a greater deal of effort on our part than it did the previous owner of this sword. However, the similarities make the sword like us even more." he said with a confidant smirk as he snapped his fingers. His own shadow jumped and swallowed him for a moment and then peeled away returning to the floor. When he was revealed again the armor he'd been wearing was gone and replaced by his usual outfit of a black shirt black pants and shiny black boots. Placing his hands on the handle of the sword he leaned against the weapon. "Zero knows, the sword is quite famous throughout the universe. Like we said, we wanted it since we heard of it."
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:49 pm
He took out his own sword, The Slayer of Kings. He looked along the perfect black blade of the hellish sword. In some ways the legendary Frostmourne was just was epic as his own. Both were renown for their strength and abilities that they bestowed and both were sentient, The Frostmourne encased with the soul of a foolish man and the SoK enslaved one of the strongest Daemons of all time, U'zuhl. The sword picked up on his thoughts and the edging began to shimmer in an ethereal-like manner and the blade hummed to him slightly, the daemon was awakening and craving blood and souls. Zero remembered when Lord Archaon first wretched the sword from the Dragon Ogre's grasp. He then flashed to when the Lord of Chaos disappeared leaving behind his treasures which Zero took for himself. The power he felt as he picked up the sword for the first time....yes he began to remember it all....the feelings of near invincibility. And for a split second his soul came on the same wavelength as the bound daemon and he felt the urge of a blood lust well up in him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:59 pm
She wrote down one final word, tilted her head to the side, and smiled to herself. Shadow circled the word, paused for a moment, then began to write down more words. Pausing for a moment to rest her hand, Shade sighed to herself slightly, not sure of what else to write down.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 6:07 pm
He calmed himself down and put the sword away. He had other things to do. He said his good-byes to the people and left for the office
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 6:47 pm
"Ahh I see." she said softly. Suddenly looking rather distracted, her gaze shifted toward the door. "Excuse me, there is something I must do. Good evening everyone." she said softly as she wandered out the door with a searching look in her eyes.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:06 pm
rook and zing having been silent while the disscusion was taking place(zing mostly shutting up because yawgmoth scared the crap out of him and was hidng behind his chair)rook was a bit disappointed that ali and yawgmoth were not going to fight after all for it would be quite a show to whatch."if you dont mind me asking, yawgmoth"rook said as he stood bowing his head sonce he really didnt want yawgmoth to have a reason to fight him and that rook wasnt in the mood"what's that blade made out of,i've hear the occansional drunkard talk of such a sword but have had no verification as to it's excistence until now so i am a bit curiouse"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:11 pm
Yawgmoth shrugged "No idea. It appears to be ice but that is clearly not the case. Ice would break too easily. We suspect it is one magically created material or another. We really don't care what it's made out of. Just that we have it." he said answering the kids question as Zero walked away. Funny he should pull out the Slayer of Kings as Yawgmoth had thought in his head, wondering which legendary blade would win if they were to clash. Yawgmoth guessed the Slayer of Kings would best the Frostmourne but wasn't exactly sure since it depended too on the power of the user and their skill. Yawgmoth's forked tongue laced over his lips and he pulled Frostmourne from the ground which made the ground thaw once again. He then chased after Ziven disappearing into the night, sure he couldn't harm her but tormenting her would never lose its fun.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 9:22 pm
Hours later, Ziven returned to the bar, walking in to the room with a light sigh, looking around for a moment but not really seeing anything, she was still focusing on her book reading rather determinedly. She seemed somewhat distressed, given the expression on her face .. but perhaps it was mere determination. Moving through the room, though she did not lift a finger, everything would become clean as she walked past it, chairs pushed in, everything else tidying itself and becoming organized. After she had come full circle, she stopped in the middle of the room and sighed lightly stood there, still reading, swaying a bit as she stood there.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 9:24 pm
There is a knocking at the main door. Sounding much like the knock of a child. Wishing to know if some one was in the room. He knew curiosity would cause some one within the room to answer the door, if in fact anyone was inside. He wore a cloak. His face was concealed by a veil, his hair hidden within a wrap, only his eyes could be seen as well as a pair of elven ears. His eyes look much like a whirlpool of green and gold, looking about as he himself was quite curious. This place was just memories to him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 9:31 pm
Hearing a knock at the door, she slowly moved across the room, not taking her sight from the book still. Reaching one hand to the door, she opened it slowly. "Greetings .. this is a public place, you may enter and depart at your own discretion, knocking is not necessary. Welcome."
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 9:39 pm
He nods abit. "Seeing as I am new to this place. Knocking would be considered a necessity, otherwise it could be considered an intrusion, Lady Ziven. Though I do thank you for the kindness of answering a call. A public place indeed, though very hard to find, I find it funny and ironic. Irony, is a funny thing in itself, that too, I also find intriguing." He slowly enters the room, looking around.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 9:46 pm
She continued reading until the point he siaid her name. Arching a brow, she snapped the book shut and looked at this new person. "You are a friend to Ryan? I am not one who carries a title." she said softly, blue eyes watching the one who entered.
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