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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 5:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 7:27 pm
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Mad Haru "Well, I belonged to his dad. The legendary swordsmith Heterodyne, my creator, rest his damned soul, gave me to him as a gift on the day of his coronation. He and I were partners. Where he went, I went. Who he killed, I killed. I was covered in blood each day, and polished by the finest swordmaidens each night. It was glorious." A pause. "My guess is, the current king, the brat you saw, dislikes my 'violent nature' or some nonsense. I dunno."
Lenore licked her lips, darting from her spot on the corner to across the street. She was an agile elf, her long legs carrying her quickly to her destination. "So~ The kid doesn't like his father's sword. I have to say, Caledfwlch, that people are disgustingly more refined these days. Using violence and the such is seen as 'barbaric'." She shrugged her shoulders, looking down the street before finding herself inside a brothel. Perfect.
She looked at Caledfwlch, then back at the brothel that bustled with laughter and noise even so early in the day. She didn't think the sword would mind if she entered such a place. Lenore easily walked in when the hostess was distracted, lowering Caledfwlch and swooping him into a loop of her belt. She glanced about, shivered because she was cold from her wet clothes, and opened one of the doors in the hall.
"Oops. Pardon." She bowed her head to the two, closing the door. Too graphic. Lenore opened another, finding it empty and opened one of the drawers. It had clothes, dry ones, and Lenore quickly threw Calefwlch onto the bed. "No peeking," she murmured to the sword, turning around and unbuttoned her top to throw on a dry one. She rolled her shoulders, liking the feeling of dry linen on her skin. She then went to search for trousers.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 12:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 11:23 am
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She laughed, glancing behind her shoulder to see the violet light emitting from Caledflwch. "Of course, it's just the thought of having anything with some 'life', as you might say, in it should very well not peek at a lady amidst her nudity," she said lightly. Lenore smiled to herself, digging through drawers. She found trousers deep under petticoats and skirts, and pulled it out. They looked a little big, but would have to do. She pulled them on with a hefty tug. The clothes she wore were loose, not to her liking if she wanted to move quickly, but they were something that covered her body and therefore she didn't mind so much. She tucked the ends of her trousers into her boots, tying her hair up in a pony tail, and grabbed Caledflwch. She knew where she could go to lie low for awhile, but the thought of going there would sound unpleasant. Even still, Lenore knew she could be taken in.
Lenore left the brothel without too much trouble, and ducked in an alley, heading for the human settlement.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 12:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 12:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 1:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 2:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 2:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 3:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 3:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 1:06 pm
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