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 Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 12:52 pm
The goblin lead the female out of the Guest House and down the other path to approach the grand stone steps of the larger house. As the two reached the threshold, the stone double doors opened automatically and allowed the two entry. Once they entered the dark house, the doors swung shut. Faerie fire of different colors roared to life as the clockwork gears began to activate on the walls. Doors opened at random to lead to other dimensions, walls divided, folded, slid over one another, and shifted, the floors became puzzle pieces, and stair ways appeared from the floor and rose or spiraled up to lead to nowhere.
The goblin stuck to the left where the floors remained solid and lead the female corridor after corridor till they finally reached the back of the house where there was a hole in the wall big enough for a drow to crawl through. Without pausing in its course, the goblin immediately rushed up to the hole, climbed through, and disappeared.
A few minutes later the goblin stuck his ugly head back out of the hole and looked at the female. He made a grunting sound that was indistinguishable. But his gestures made him seem impatient as he slipped back into the hole and disappeared a second time.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 2:46 pm
Flamgra bowed before Briza and made way for his room. Again he would have to wear those stuffy dress robes. He hated them with a fiery passion,but a weapons master had to abide by the matrons wishes,and it appeared she liked her weapons master to appear as a noble. He slowly slipped off his thick leather chest piece and slipped on the robe. Leaving the bracers,should this be an attack he would not be too ill prepared.
Lariexith didn't like waiting,so once he adjusted the robes he made way for the main chamber. Hoping this meeting would end quickly and he would get out of these robes even quicker.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 3:31 pm
In Aunae's peripheral vision, the world shook, shrunk, and spun as she passed by it. She tried to keep her eyes trained on the creature, but the shift world was starting to get to her. Final they had stopped. Then with a jolted she realized that the slave had gone, and then it's head appeared.
What is he grunting about! I nearly lost my mind in there, she bristled and then sighed. With a small grunt of her own she and her stuff passed through the hole. Once through she dusted herself off and then gripped her bags again.
Once done with that, she looked up to find that she had entered a rather simple room. Now what? The sides are going to move or maybe this will be an end of the madness
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 6:44 pm
A male drow dressed in simple navy blue robes appeared out of the darkness of the room, "Pardon, Milady. Would you please step up to the platform?"
Just then in the center of the room, a circle of blue glow appeared and rose up. It became a platform that was three steps high. At the top of the platform were magenta runes.
The drow male made another gesture at the female. He didn't have all day after all.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 6:48 pm
Aunae turned her gaze for the room to the other being in it. A spell caster, one of talent, but not as powerful. She sighed and walked up the three steps to the top of the platform.
It appears to be one of those duties...I hope I don't have this one, she thought. Though in an overall view, it can't be that bad to know the newcomers.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 1:15 am
The drow male followed the female up the platform at a respected distance and took his place on the far left. He then raised his hands and began to maneuver and orbit them slowly around while chanting under his breath.
A portal began to materialize between them. At first it was just a dim glowing, blue, hovering sphere. Then it expanded rapidly horizontally before stretching in width and becoming a door with a blurred image of the grand library.
"Step through. Preferably with haste," said the drow male whose hands began to shake.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 1:30 am
Aunae watched the motion of the male, noting each twitch of the finger and murmur. The entire process was incredible and left her quite impressed. She was tempted to even dissect the portal itself, but she notice the tremor in the males are arms and well as the slight waver of the portal door.
She nodded her thanks and stepped through quickly. Once through, she stood in awe. But an awe that only expressed itself against her features for moment before she contained it.
I almost feel all the knowledge this place holds. She thought peering up to the many shelves and floors. There were a few there, a solider sitting by a shelf reading, a young spell caster browsing through one of the second floor shelves looking to add to the pile in her arms, and corner where a slightly older drow was teaching a younger one to read. I was not mistaken in choosing this House. I will learn what this books store and then master they're arts.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 1:37 am
As the female drow gazed around the library in wonder, she did not seem to notice the same little, disgruntled goblin that stood at her feet. He then took his ugly, gnarled finger and poked her thigh to gain her attention.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 1:46 am
Aunae glaze went from admiring to dull as it turned towards the creature. It is seriously asking to be killed, she thought. Hopefully, I can watch it be tortured. To touch me, like...Arg! no matter.
She raised an eyebrow elegantly and waited for it to proceed with what it had to accomplish.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 1:52 am
The goblin then handed the female a scroll. The scroll read:
~~~~~
Dorm; Sec M Rm.14
Cauldron #12
Herb Stock:
Bulbfruit
Gourdplant
Luurden
A variety of molds, lichen, and fungi
Bio Weapon Project
- Control the Shriekers, Violet Mushrooms, and Wisp Lichen. Class hosted by the Matron.
Dueling
- A class hosted by the Archmage.
Summoning
- Assist when called.
Herbalism
- Assist to herb gather in the garden when called.
Mass
- Attend when called.
Mount Training
- A class hosted by the Guard Captain.
Nursing
- Assist when called. Daily check in Apothecary.
~Notes:
The Archmage has canceled all classes until further notice. But you will be expected to study and prepare to perform a new spell once a week for the Matron.
All house members receive a brooch to show their rank in the house and to give the ability to the Matron and Nobles to contact any specific house member. Commoners receive scrap metal with different engravings to show their position whereas the Nobles possess gem stones.
The goblin then handed the female the scrap metal brooch.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 2:01 am
Aunae temper was assuage was she reached and then read through the scroll.
Her eyes skimmed the first time, then read it quickly the second and then slow a last time. I had better go to my dormitory, then check out the Apothecary. Followed by food and learning the area. And finally, I can get to studying.
She let out a sigh as she rolled it up. And glance down the goblin. I wonder if there is another else or if the thing will depart. I really hope the latter. His smell is starting to get to me.
And it handed over the scrap of metal, that the scroll had mentioned. Aunae grasp it, as her mind resurfaced the image of the young male. He also wore one, she realized and the pinned the brooch to her clothes.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 2:21 am
After completing its tasks, the goblin then waddled off and left the Arcane Wing. Many goblins are known not to fear death and have a very high pain tolerance especially while being in captivity. But the disgruntled goblin knew deep down, that today he was fortunate to still be alive.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:18 am
Aunae spent a little time browsing the first floor shelves before her arms informed her that she had two heavy bags. With a sigh, she shuffled off and headed off towards where the dormitories were said to be located. Since it was so early in the day, she ran into few people. Most were either soldiers or farmers out in the field. This place is much bigger then I original imaged, she thought seeing the dormitory area.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 8:36 pm
First Briza teleported to her room and ran over to one of the veiled indents in her room. Pulling the veil to the side, a stone basin sat on a small table. Briza then stripped off her clothes and dipped her hands into the liquid and began to splash the substance over her body. The liquid then made her bruises fade away, the small cuts disappear, till she was back to her elegant self. Then she strolled over her wardrobe and picked out a plain, teal, long sleeved dress that hugged her curves. Once she finished getting ready, she then heard a knock at her door. In one stride, she opened the door and found a female drow peon standing there twiddling her fingers nervously, "Pardon, M'lady. But Matron Lariexith has requested your presence in the Throne Room."
"Very well. You may go back to your duties. I will depart for the Throne Room at once."
The female then nodded her head vigorously and quickly took off.
Absentmindedly, Briza peered down the corridor after the female's departure before turning back into her room and shutting the door. She then concentrated in the middle of her floor and in one sweeping movement, she had teleported herself in the Throne Room. She then quickly walked up to the Throne and found her mother sitting there writing something down in her leather bound journal. Briza had seen that journal before. It was what her mother always used when she became overwhelmed with things. Obviously something was about to happen.
"You called me, Mother?" Briza asked cautiously, not wanting to disturb Lari who seemed a little frantic as she wrote out her thoughts.
Lari then snapped her head up at her daughter and closed the journal at once, "Yes! Prepare the Temple for a ritual! Get me three female elves! Give them the sacrifice injection so they can stay alive till the very end! Don't worry about giving a speech. I think I'll do the honors this time. And prepare the community ballroom. The Weapons Master never had a ball in his honor and now we have an additional member of the house and I'd liked to speak with her! Apparently she's a mage! Can't go wrong with magic users!" at this Lari then let out an insane cackle before continuing, "Well? What are you waiting for? Go fulfill your task now! Oh, and if you come across the Weapons Master, allow him to come straight in. I have much to discuss with him."
Briza then exited the Throne Room and began to head down the corridor. On her way she caught sight of a familiar male drow coming toward her. Picking up her pace she then met up with him and smiled simply, "She's already waiting for you. Just go ahead and walk in. I'll see you later.." and with that she strolled right past him and disappeared around a corner.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 9:34 pm
Aunae had settled and settled well. Finding her rooms, she had wasted no time setting up shop. Despite the small size it contained a fine closet, mirror, bed, and even a bath.After making use of the in the hole in the ground that suffice as the bath, she quickly dressed. The outfit was one of her favorites. A dull red skirt and shirt piece. The skirt had two long skits on either side of her legs, while the shirt stopped just before her navel with sleeves that blow out just above her hands. Trimmed in black thread that held the rothe wool to the lizard leather underneath which allowed her needles to be placed in the necessary areas. After pulling her hair into a series of braids and then coiling them into an intricate bun with a tail in the center. She pulled on her boots, when she heard the noise from out side and opened her door.
"What is going on?" She asked a female who wore a robe of a magic user. I hope those aren't necessary.
The lady glanced at her and said,"News has been sent that there is to be ritual.
The messengers came done and announced it."
"Ah...is there anything else. It seems silly to run around and chat loudly just because something that happens-"
The female sighed, "You must be new. Which is why we are having the ritual, along with the arrival of the new weapons master...due to this a celebration will happens afterward. Plus there is an interesting news going around."
"Really?" Aunae raised her eyebrow and tilted her head.
"Some say that the Matron left because she was called off by the first house. The guards who just came off from patrol and off the wall are spreading it..so maybe its true." The female then glanced at her hair and her eyes widen. "How did you manage such hair?"
Aunae put her hand up to touch it, "Oh this, I have some training in the field." She shrugged.
"My name is Shyntdra. If you help me with my appearance. I'll help you around the magic users wing. I noticed you when you entered." She gave a sly smile.
Aunae gave a similar smile,"Fine, then. Show me to your rooms I'll take of thing." With that they both quickly walked to Shyntdra's room.
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