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 Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:48 am
Here, discovered about 250 years ago, are the ruins of a Medieval city called Opolois.
Amongst the ruins is an old monistary, built about 100 years after the city was abandoned.
No one lives here, and exactly why the city and then the large beautiful monistary was abandoned is unknown.
You can still find alot of art work and wonderfully designed buildings, and although crumbling, simply beautiful.
There are vines and roses, similar to the ones at the graveyard, growing all over the buildings and old fountains.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 7:15 pm
In the quiet the warrior knelt, her hand to the tracks as she studied the area. they were fresh.. her wolf was near by. standing with an odd grace she drew her sword, her stance ready but none threatening. " Gorgian, come out.. i do not wish to play these games. come face justice"
A man, taller than the hunter by a foot, stalked from the shadowed building. he was handsom enough, his shaggy brown hair falling over green eyes.. but the beauty only went in skin deep. with a mocking bow he grinned, his tone smooth. " Ah, Lady Reks.. for a moment i thought it was Bain stalking me. what do i owe this hono-" his words ended abruptly, shock clear on his face.
She didnt play with her prey.. not even braggards. whiping her sword on a cloth she slid it back into its sheath, studying the remains calmly. the blood sample would prove she killed him. she had gotten him just under the jaw, an instent kill with no pain. folding the cloth she hid it in her bag, eyes closeing. " same story.. over and over."
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 7:36 pm
" you always were touchy when others talked about your mother.." Quin drawled, his voice hinting a southern accent. he didnt look twice at the corpse, instead he folded his hands behind his back and frowned. Reks was a Niece and a daughter to him.. he disliked her being so far from his hunting grounds. " if you came back to my profession, this would not be needed child." he was, and always would be, a thief and market dealer. his gaze flicked to the dead wolf and he shook his head, his tone firm. " he deserved a worse death, cruel beast that he was."
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 7:43 pm
dark blue eyes flashed at him, her expression set in determination. " i am what i am, Uncle. you taught me to stand on my own, this way i can." without waiting for a responce she turned away, stalking with inhuman grace back towards the village. her perk had been wanted for asult, murder, and moon sickness.. someone no one would miss in this world. her gaze flicked to the side, knowing he would fallow. " i am the hunter, not the crowd.. it isnt my place to decide proper deaths for the condemed."
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 7:53 pm
Quin held his hands up in surender, a slight smile turning the corners of his mouth. " peace, Reks." it always left him stunned.. how like her mother she was. but there was always that little streak of right and wrong.. something her father had passed to her, he was sure. a bitter taste entered his mouth at the thought and he grimaced, keeping pace with her evenly. " you know, if the life of a Thief isnt for you.. they are here." he asked calmly, hateing that he felt he must. he disliked her fathers family, as a thief and a friend to Bain he felt only distaste for the lot of them.. but they were family to Reks, and could offer much to her life.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 7:59 pm
with a soft sigh she stopped, placeing a hand on a crumbleing wall. it comferted her to think her mother had once walked here.. she couldnt remember much of her, other than smileing eyes and a kind voice singing her to sleep at night. turning she looked at Quin, her eyes sad but content. " They are not in my life, Uncle. i wouldnt be accepted, or wanted.. it is best to forget blood lines." turning to look at the stone under her hand, she traced the edges of a block thoughtfuly. " besides.. stuffy old people and politices are irritateing and useless. i am.. content.. to live as i am. A bird without a cage.. isnt that what you called it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:03 pm
"everyone has a cage, yours is your blood dear one." just as mine.. is my past. he added silently, knowing she thought the same thing. folding his arms over his chest he frowned again, gold eyes watchful as he studied the area around them. they were alone.. so he spoke freely. " as Reks Latverious, or as Reks Nightbain.. your life is your choice. i would support you, either way. if you had a father, you may have a bit of respect for who you are."
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:09 pm
a soft smile slid across her mouth and Reks placed a hand on Quins shoulder. " i know who.. and what i am. i just prefer to not flaunt it and get targeted by some phsyco vampire family." patting him she turned away, saying quietly over her shoulder. " and so you know.. your the only father i ever needed." with that she was gone, a pale light flashing as she shifted and raced away.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 8:15 pm
he felt his eyes burn at that, though he waited until she was gone before he swiped at them. he did Not cry infront of others.. he wouldnt start now. pushing the emotion away he sat on a stone bench, studying a still intact window thoughtfuly. " but not the one you wanted. ah Reks.. you cant run from blood.. and i wish i could protect you from what fallows yours." placeing a worn hat on his head he stood, his expression brooding. she was a daughter to him, the night Bain died he had nearly given up hope on life.. but Reks brought it back to him. he smiled, teased, and even found joy in this cold place.. the thought that the Latverious clan would find her made his heart stop. biteing back an oath he stalked away, determind to do a little digging.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 6:08 pm
The sky was a dark blue, it was dark out. Zai rested, leaning her back against an old fountain long ago gone dry.
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 5:22 am
" so, no anger over the wolves issue in town?" Psyc asked calmly, somewhat amused. it wouldnt phase him, nothing ever did.. but he was curious.
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 1:15 pm
Zai glanced over at him and shrugged, "Doesn't bother me."
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 5:29 pm
Zai, looking up at the stars, breathed in the cold night air. It was silent, the moon was big and bright in the sky above her, and the clouds a blue grey color against the dark midnight sky.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 9:14 pm
Sakura wandered through the old ruins, marvelling at the roses and their beauty of their viral infection of their city {Paradox}. He found a white one and picked it, smelling the aroma, which tickled the inside of his nose benevolently. He looked at the flower, and he saw himself; a white rose, in a field - a city - of red...
He held it close to his heart; he was making an idea to start growing them in his room...
He left the ruins, with a gentle smile on his face...
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 10:47 pm
Seth entered the ruins with a thought on his mind. He had managed to find a way to establish a mental link between Salazar and himself. A similar link had been set into Ocelot's mind as well. He planned to use them both to his full advantage. "Ha, the two don't realize they have much more in common than one simple meeting." He found a wall and leaned up against it. "Show time." He said to himself softly.
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