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 Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:50 pm
*wanders in noting the struggle taking place and sits merely watching his hands rest on the hilts of the twin diamond bladed swords lifesbane and wonders to himself if the phoenix mages power could stand that of the might of the god of dragons if lestat refused to trade for what ever reason she might have, what the mage needs for him to create his next universe, knowing full well that he himself, Io was present long before this universe was even thought of let alone created he should be able to over power the mage if he felt inclined to do so, also knowing that if the phoenix mage did atempt such a feat as to destroy this universe he could not let it go unchallaged for the loss of all lives here dragon and non-dragon alike or he could simply save all dragons and let all other races die in the destruction of this universe, he decided to go with his third option which was only help if called upon to do so and if he felt so inclined*
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 12:42 pm
Freya trudged in looking as if she'd just woken up. She squinted, looking around groggily. She then made her slow way to the bar and sat down, thunking her head down on the counter top and stopped moving.
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 6:42 am
Gieldar suddenly felt a strong, familiar energy, and his eyes rested on one of the newcomers, he then recognises the power, whispering, "Io..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 5:59 am
Charlotte walks into the bar slowly and shyly hoping to find a friend there.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:55 am
He turned his head to one side, in part to examine the coffers and to show he meant no ill-harm. At once, his craggy face became as youthful as the angels in a Michaelangelo painting. Younger faces have little character, being round and smooth as stone and therefore offered no threat. Julios could seem to change the age of himself simply by turning or tilting his face, and now, in profile, he appeared to be only 20 or so. The light played across his stolid jaw and jutting chin, nearly shrouding his prominent nose in shadow and the pits and craters of a long, weary life faded. His glaring golden gaze held fast however, the only thing belying his intent.
"Interesting," he murmured. He could smell their fear of him, ripe as decaying vegetation. It had the salty, balmy aroma that most humanoid secretions had. He could taste the salt. "You know," he said, slowly, "I bid you no harm whatsoever. Though I am inclined to do my job of maintaining the universe, I don't deliberately seek to destroy anyone." He was not a warrior, but a magician, a priest, of the class that did less physical fighting and reveled in incantations. He examined the cabinet closer, stepping at his leisure, made a delighted gasping affirmation and clasped several bottles of phoenix blood in his gnarled hand. Blood for the suns, wax powder for the moons, dust for the stars, and...
He smiled and took out an ornate object of relatively large size, round and shiny. This would be a home world somewhere, he mused, a second Earth perhaps.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 3:49 pm
Freya looked over the magician a bit peevishly, something about him got on her nerves. She sighed, she was taught to be polite to everyone unless they tried to kill, ridicule, or molest her in anyway. She turend back to the bar and ordered a light meal and some water.
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:59 am
walks in and looks around. Nite sits down and waits for service as he conguers up a fireball and plays with it
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 2:17 am
*he shifted his gaze to the man who had whispered his true name and noted him knowing only someone of dragonkind or someone having conserderable knowleadge of dragonkind would be able to discern him for who he really was by the invisable aura of power he had shrowed around him at all times his eyes shifted back to the matter at hand the mage was now takeing what he wished but it seemed that lestat had not at all even aknowledged that she would accept to trade or even let him take waht he wanted to void this was theft and he greatly disliked thieves a great urge to unleash his fury on the mage came over him the very air around him ignited with raging white and black flames, though the fire burned with intention to harm it mared nothing in the bar or anything for that matter yet it tossed in an unexsisting wind as if trying to get at somthing beyond its reach in the direction of the mage, but still void sat determined to not go back on his choice to not help unless asked to*
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 7:52 am
"I suggest," the mage intoned without turning, "that you simmer down. NOW." He looked at the one glowering with fury. Again, his aged face returned. A vile, caustic, and dangerous expression drew his heavy, tangled brows down and crumpled his stiff face into a fist of indignation. "Sure as I'm standing, I'll disintegrate your legs before your very eyes." He turned again to the cabinet. "I am not only older than this universe, I AM a universe. Several hundred actually and likely to inherit several hundred more. If, by the grace of Isis, you managed to destroy me, I'd reincarnate into another form, another universe." He looked again at the man, shoving the phoenix viles, the shining object and a few other powders into his bottomless satchel. "And you'd best believe I'd be pissed when I come back. This," and he pointed to his dogged, hideously old face, "is not nearly pissed. Besides, I can compensate the lady for whatever the place needs: food, money, clothing." He shook his satchel. "All here."
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 2:39 pm
`Rise` "I suggest," the mage intoned without turning, "that you simmer down. NOW." He looked at the one glowering with fury. Again, his aged face returned. A vile, caustic, and dangerous expression drew his heavy, tangled brows down and crumpled his stiff face into a fist of indignation. "Sure as I'm standing, I'll disintegrate your legs before your very eyes." He turned again to the cabinet. "I am not only older than this universe, I AM a universe. Several hundred actually and likely to inherit several hundred more. If, by the grace of Isis, you managed to destroy me, I'd reincarnate into another form, another universe." He looked again at the man, shoving the phoenix viles, the shining object and a few other powders into his bottomless satchel. "And you'd best believe I'd be pissed when I come back. This," and he pointed to his dogged, hideously old face, "is not nearly pissed. Besides, I can compensate the lady for whatever the place needs: food, money, clothing." He shook his satchel. "All here." *the aura of pure magic still burned about him having grown even more enraged by the mages claim of power it whiped toward the mage voilently though the mage was still well out of reach of the fires raging clutches*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:38 pm
Vesiss sighs softly. Male testosterone was getting completely out of hand. The halfelf walked around the counter and sat down in one of the nearby chairs.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 6:41 pm
Gieldar just watched the two out of the corner of his eye, he smiled at Vesiss and waited for what might happen, wondering how Stats would take this sudden surge of power.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 9:04 am
Void Zullgon `Rise` "I suggest," the mage intoned without turning, "that you simmer down. NOW." He looked at the one glowering with fury. Again, his aged face returned. A vile, caustic, and dangerous expression drew his heavy, tangled brows down and crumpled his stiff face into a fist of indignation. "Sure as I'm standing, I'll disintegrate your legs before your very eyes." He turned again to the cabinet. "I am not only older than this universe, I AM a universe. Several hundred actually and likely to inherit several hundred more. If, by the grace of Isis, you managed to destroy me, I'd reincarnate into another form, another universe." He looked again at the man, shoving the phoenix viles, the shining object and a few other powders into his bottomless satchel. "And you'd best believe I'd be pissed when I come back. This," and he pointed to his dogged, hideously old face, "is not nearly pissed. Besides, I can compensate the lady for whatever the place needs: food, money, clothing." He shook his satchel. "All here." *the aura of pure magic still burned about him having grown even more enraged by the mages claim of power it whiped toward the mage voilently though the mage was still well out of reach of the fires raging clutches*
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 1:05 pm
Linden sighed. This is getting out of hand. He thought. As much as I hate it, this guy probably can kill us all with just a flick of his finger. We should have just given him what he wanted and let him go.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 4:39 pm
Gieldar sighed also, the mage definitely seemed far too confident in his powers, he truly didn't know who he was talking to. Gieldar leant back on the seat he was in, hands behind his head, he was even tempted to put his feet up.
((Somehow, I don't think Stats would approve with how either of you are roleplaying Void and Rise))
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