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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:33 pm
just more idle chat. if you have anything out for Con best let me know now though. i have a newly acquired friend that wishes to be the one to kill Con.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:35 pm
Con Vallian you say? Then your friend may have him. He's quite the little nuisance to us all these days it seems
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:37 pm
"You say that so nonchalanlty as if your spirit were already broken..." He grinned, noticing Mastema watching him out of the corner of his eye.
"Why don't you take your idle chat inside so that spies don't know all of our plans before we act upon them, eh?" He roared down to Mastema and the cloaked figure. "Don't those two ever read books...the evil villans always lose by revealing their plot out in the open." He sighed, rubbing his temple.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:37 pm
*they nod* that he is. thats why my friend wishes to kill him. you mentioned earlier that most anything could be revived from very little, in referance to Truinthil. do you have intentions of bringing him back again?
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:40 pm
*dark kaiori laughs at this and sits behind him and starts to massage his shoulders* but then mastema would just kill who ever heard on the spot
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:42 pm
*chuckles to Xol* You needed worry.... I'm not so careless with my planning as to divulge vital information to enemies... it will merely inspire fear. However you are correct. *He indicates for Xenue to follow* Come... *He heads into the sanctuary*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:44 pm
*they follow Mastema* plans are always meant for behind locked doors i say.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:44 pm
Walking back up towards the large sanctuary, her longbow strapped to her back, "Excuse me, Xol...might I have a word with you?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:46 pm
Xol shivers as his stress bundles are released from Kaiori's massage. "Oh...my..." He moaned slightly, losing himself for the moment. "I'm sure you never did this willingly to your other masters." He chuckled.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:47 pm
*Once inside Mastema turns to Xenue* perhaps...but that depends if it has been planned or not. *smirks* You asked if I planned to resurrect Truinthil. I realize that is a dangerous undertaking.... yet it does perplex me. If I had the materials to revive him it would be an idea that I would put into consideration
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:47 pm
*she smirked*very true , why so stressed anyways ? *she continues her message*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:55 pm
He looked down to the woman with the longbow on her back and sighed. "You had to ask..." He smiled, turning back to Kaiori, flashing his fangs. "I'll be back in a moment..." And with that two ebony wings unfurled and he glided off the top of the castle down to the woman.
"Mastema is in if that's who you wish to speak with." He sighed, landing a few feet in front of her with a soft thud.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:59 pm
ok *dark kaiori yawns and flops back on the roof*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 9:03 pm
*the figure nods and seems to consider for a moment* yes...it would be a dangerous undertaking...but unlike the last time you brought him back into this reality, this time his mind is completely dormant. you could place a control of sorts on him so that he would do only your bidding...could you not?
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 9:04 pm
Xol He looked down to the woman with the longbow on her back and sighed. "You had to ask..." He smiled, turning back to Kaiori, flashing his fangs. "I'll be back in a moment..." And with that two ebony wings unfurled and he glided off the top of the castle down to the woman.
"Mastema is in if that's who you wish to speak with." He sighed, landing a few feet in front of her with a soft thud. "No...I wish to speak with you." sliding an arrow out of her quiver, the dark steel, broad pointed arrow. Knocking the arrow on the tightly bound twine. She held the bow in front of her, keeping the bow half drawn
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