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 Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 6:52 pm
 "As for mentioned, I am a journyman of the 'Force' magicks, known as Chi-Kuy-Don-Ryu." Bell says. "One of the old magicks, if I remember correctly."
Bell blinks before double checking that his special combat knuckles where on him, and pull them off his belt and put them on before double checking his leggings. He felt... a sudden chill, though whatever was causing it was beyond him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 9:14 am
"Chi-Kuy-Don-Ryu..I wasnt familiar with the magic myself, it was a northern civilization's magic and i didnt go up there that often.." Moel said softly, watching the man get the chills and wondering what from.
She turned back to Lenon. "I see. Magic has devolved since my time.." She said, smiling a little. "Though unlike this time where it seems everyone has access to magic. In my time only a few gifted people got magical powers but those few often always had access to learn all of the magic, instead of just in fields with a few of them. Seems like you become linked with a certain element in this time and learn that magic, rather then becoming linked with magic, and learn it all.." Moel said, recalling those mages in her time and how the temple feared a great bunch of them as a power stronger than theres.
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 11:44 pm
The snow outside began and Lenon looked at the burning fire. "It's going to get cold, I can tell." He looked back at Moel. "So, what do you plan on doing here on earth, now that you're free from the book?" Lenon looked slightly worried...Arashi hadn't been around for quite a little bit. Last Lenon has seen him, he was headed toward the Lunar Castle.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 1:05 pm
That question took her by surprise because she generally didnt have to think for herself as the temple priests and worshipers did all that for her. She felt as though she knew the answer though, in her stomach, maybe it came with being from the book.
"I suppose..I'll stay here and..Assist you.." Moel said softly, looking a Lenon and then equaling his gaze over to the fireplace. It was snowing outside, something she wasnt used to though she did go on a trip once to the north to see the snow lands, it of course was a long time ago.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:36 pm
"Well...I suppose you can assist me by doing whatever you like. I would rather you not rip my head off, but you could try, if you wish." Lenon watched the fire for a little longer before walking back into the shadowy bookshelves. The fire was a little too hot over there.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:17 am
Moel smiled a little, ripping people's heads off wasnt her kind of thing, though it has crossed her mind in the pass. She followed Lenon into the shadows, though once there he could make her out, as if she was glowing a tint of dark blue.
"Books arent your only interest..You look as though you've seen some battles.." She said softly, glancing at the glow of the fire from their location.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 12:34 pm
"I used to travel. I was on a small island for most of my childhood...sparring contests and all. I prefer the staff and throwing knives."
Lenon opened up a part of his cloak to show Moel the throwing knives. The silver knife reflected the firelight. He then pointed to the other side of the library, where his thin staff was resting on the wall.
"I won an entire tournament, once...they took my staff, and the elder magicians of the village strengthened the wood and made it resistant to almost anything...but it can still break. If it does, I'll have to go back to the village and grab another." Lenon sighed.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 9:40 am
"So how did the love for books come into your life?" Moel asked, it was her original topic for starting this conversation and she wanted the answer to it.
Back when she lived in a large city, the Temple had a section for her, a privite library, which was why she met some authors as it was an honor for her to accept someone's book for her privite section.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:39 am
"... Hmmm..." Bell muttred to himself before turning to Lenon and Moel. "I have a feeling that something very bad is about to happen... Lenon, do you have a chest or something that will not burn in which you can store your books?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 7:30 am
"I stumbled upon an old, crumbled library while I was running from bandits when I was very young. I managed to avoid capture there and had to read. I was lost, so I needed some way to pass the time." Lenon sighed as he recounted his memory. "It was all for the better, though. Else I would never have founded any libraries. Shame some people can't read." Lenon frowned.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 4:07 pm
"Oh.." She said softly, distracted by the presence of Bell, the one who knew so much of her time.
Previously when people had worship her as a god and she lived in the Temple, she would have never had the thought of other people as a romantic attraction for her, though knew of the human response to others, it was written that Moel could not love a single person but loved all and therefore seemed as though no one person was special to her. Of course the Temple wrote these and the people followed, truth was that she had been attracted to another before but it was a god as well and their relationship didnt mature into anything. It was also written of Moel's parents, both being gods but not among the people anymore.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 2:05 pm
Eclipse Lightblade "... Hmmm..." Bell muttred to himself before turning to Lenon and Moel. "I have a feeling that something very bad is about to happen... Lenon, do you have a chest or something that will not burn in which you can store your books?" ((Sorry, didn't see this post... ninja )) "I have a back room that is fire-resistant, if that works." Lenon looked at Bell with inquiry in his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 5:40 am
That person was odd, he seemed able to sense the future if it was a event large enough to make a large impact on someone, a large group or himself. She was paying more attention to Bell though when her 'master' was Lenon. Well he wasnt so much her master but he was the person who released her from the book which devoted herself, in return, to this man.
A small draft made its way through the library, making the warmth from the fire place seem so small now. "Odd.." She mumbled, so confused by her skin's reaction to the coldness that was introduced to her.
In the pass, as queen of the gods, though not really because that was her mother, she was always in a controlled environment, even with her trip to the mountains she didnt become cold, it might had been a godly feature.
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