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 Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 9:09 pm
Liyol froze as the wolf's teeth sunk into his warm flesh. He quickly shook off the feeling of pain and dug our a dagger from his pack. He used what strength he had left to bring the knife up against the wolf's snout. He wasn't going to let himself die here or now.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 9:14 pm
Eliot grinned, as wolf kin she had one of the most agile bodies ever, and unlike her father, her body gave no restrictions. She had managed to get one of her paws free, and let it back into it's human form. In her hand, was one of her knives. She placed it to the man's throat.
"And what now?...Sir." She said through her mouthful of flesh. By no means did he have a killing blow with a dagger to her nose. She had the upper hand.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 9:15 pm
Cedric chuckled softly, "What I mean by beside, is that you do not aboandon them in times of need... Say, if a bunch of smell orcs reared their ugly heads in our town, you would not flee for your own safety, but stand your ground to delay them even if it meant your end." The elf smiled, "Life requires a certain degree of Bushido."
"Time is always fleeting." The elf smiled, "No matter how long you live, or how quickly you die. It comes, and it goes."
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 9:19 pm
"This," Liyol said as he brough his elbow back into Eliot's gut. He quickly rose to his feet. "It has been a good day, but we both need to recover from serious wounds. And you have a friend to take care of. We'll walk away now, knowing each other's strength's and weaknesses. Until next time, Eliot." Liyol bowed to the wolf kin and as he did he dropped two small balls. As one hit the ground it released a rather large and echoing bang with a bright flash. The other released a lot of bluish smoke. And Liyol was gone.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 9:20 pm
Ears perked. yelp of pain? sword...biting in the shoulder. that wasn't good. but hey look, stalemate. so some stumbling over, and leaning down. when he poofed away
"Verythin Okay?"
Yep, nice whiskey and ale combo there.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 9:26 pm
Pheaura's eyes fluttered open. Her head was throbbing. She grabbed it in pain and realized a familar face was standing over her. "Long time, no see, kid. Last time I saw you, you were still a wee pup." It was then that Pheaura remembered what happened. She jolted to her feet and looked around. The man was gone, but Eliot was on the ground, bloody and bruised. "Help me get her bacl to your place, would ya?"
((Icelight went to bed. She has to get up for class tomorrow))
((I am off as well, nighters))
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 7:28 am
Deidrich cocked his head, interested. "Bushido? If that means preotecting my Mistress by any means neccesary, then I am willing to do it. I want...I want to be what Tanundra was."
"I see. Time is fickle."
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 1:14 pm
"Tanundra was, and is important." Cedric said, "But you can be equally so without being him. It is usually more agreeable to be oneself rather than another, because you would not want to be loved simply because you were pretending to be someone else... It is more glorious and fufilling to be loved for being yourself." Cedric's smile could warm the heart of the greatest snow giant.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 1:26 pm
"Mistress misses him still."
"I would agree with that." He smiled as much as a dog could smile.
"Are you loved, Cedric?" He asked rather innocently. "Is it glorious and fulfilling?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 1:33 pm
"I miss my deceased friends and family. Losing people is difficult. Getting people back after a long time can be more so." Cedric said with a very delicate expression.
"I am loved." His eyes turned upon the dog's and his glowing expression showed his depeest requard for love. "Glorious and fulfilling." His voice chanted the welcoming glow of a babbling brook in a parched desert.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 1:42 pm
Deidrich was silent for some time, enjoying the company Cedric offered and pondering what he could on things discussed.
"My Mistress is calling me."
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 3:41 pm
"Then you should go to her." Cedric smiled, and stood. "We both have duties to which we must attend."
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 3:56 pm
Deidrich jumped up happily, barking his way upstairs to Meilikki.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 4:29 pm
"Excellent. Then everything will be set and going according to plan. Then after that, once I have established things here, I can spread to the former watchtower's lands."
A slight grin at his son, letting him keep his grip on his hair.
"think we can let Piper play with her son a bit or does she still need some alone time?"
A slight chuckle at Fianna.
"Not to mention she's already got a horse goal. she wants to breed a full blood fire winged nightmare."
Onyx shrugged.
"I dun hab a place.." Hiccup. "...we coon take her to da orical, or too Moonstun's."
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 6:09 pm
He was sitting idly in a alley, counting coins. gold, steel, didn't matter. dressed in a fancy overcoat and pants in silver and black, with a big black hat with a huge gold plume in it. Of course his kind came from places even drow hadn't been to.
He hopped up, putting the coins carefull in one of the dozens of pockets he had. and crept forward, sticking out his nose. only three feet tall, he was an average size for a Ratonga. or at least that's what others called his kind. Roelikki is what they called themselves.
He looked basically like a rat on it's hindegs with human hands. and he had a lovely shade of brown fur. But hey, the 'donor' hadn't raised an alarm, obviously hadn't notice the pickpocket. but then again, who did. He was that good, yep. Mandos the Master Thief and Lockpick.
Doe colored eyes and nose looked for any trace of getting caught, before starting to casually stroll through Honoursfield.
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