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 Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 9:14 pm
Azreal was shocked into silence by the the guild leader's explosive, passionate outburst. He found himself unable to retort, his tongue refusing to cooperate as he simply listened to the firey rant. All too well did he understand....
But nothing the Nicholas said eased the mind of the Lonarian. Nothing he said could calm the raging sense of purpose; hell, of DESTINY.
Finally finding the courage to speak again, Azreal replied; slowly and coldly.
"But my people... my people aren't your people. The human's dawn will come through the darkness.... Rozen cannot imprison you forever. What will become of the Lonarians? Without the light of Lonar, we will soon fade; we will pass like the leaves in autumn.... the dew drops on grass. What will become of the Lonarians if I cannot change things?" he ended quietly, squeezing his eyes shut as he addressed the man, his speech bringing the weight of his quest crashing down.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 9:45 pm
((Azreal))
The shaken man did not stir from his task of cleaning up the desk, but he uttered a few words...equally as heavy.
"I've seen the death of Rozen...no one person sees it through..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 9:48 pm
"I don't care about Rozen... I just want to go home." replied Azreal. For all his power and wisdom, the proud Lonarian suddenly appeared quite vulnerable.
"I didn't expect you to understand, human."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 10:04 pm
((Azreal))
Tenderness. For once, the man showed true compassion. Standing up slowly, he grasped Azreal's arm in his his own, looking with good nature upon the Lonarian's face.
"I feel a true bond to you, half-blood. When this whole Amandilla skirmish has settled...I'd like to travel North with you.
Here's to home."
With that, he patted his friend on the shoulder heavily and turned back to his work.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 10:09 pm
Azreal opened his mouth and drew in breath, as if to speak, but could think of nothing with which he could reply. He sat there for at least a minute, oblivious of everything else.
A companion... someone to travel with. Someone who could ignore his murderous streak... someone who could even embrace it. A human.
Without saying a thing, Azreal stood up and left the room. He had much to think about... it was time to return to Amandilla, for now, rifle or not.
<>
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 10:10 pm
((Azreal))
The town was just as he left it!
...shitty.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 10:14 pm
Haha.
The prospect of taking this town seemed less and less appealing. not that it would be difficult.. half of the land owners were senile or dying of some inbreeding disease. What were they going to do, spit tobacco at the legion of dark, well trained murderers?
This was just ridiculous.
Sighing, Azreal approached the Tavern, hoping to the succubus that someone else was on their shift.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 3:43 pm
((Azreal))
The pub was now completely empty, save, of course, for that sluttly barmaid...
Thank Millenia she hadn't seen him yet.
[In case you want to address your "God", there she is.]
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 4:46 pm
((Thank you.))
As regretful as it was, he realized that sooner or later, he would have to confront her. Might as well get it over with now; like pulling a bullet from a wound.
He approached the counter.
"Er.... I'd like to cancel that last quest."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 5:46 pm
((Azreal))
Her demeanor was much different now...
Hm...in fact, she hadn't really turned around...
She was just standing there, kinda facing the back wall, as if watching the paint dry...
No "sugah", no comments about his package...
Just silence.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:05 pm
Azreal was a bit disturbed by this behavior.... so quiet. So dead. So inhuman... and not in the good way.
Using his newly gained ability of sight, he examined the woman and her surroundings closely.
<>
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:25 pm
[I made a change in the bulletin board - it's now a D10 skill]
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Master Liro rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:42 pm
((Ah, alright. Sorry about my erratic appearances- I'm actually at a friend's house right now.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:45 pm
((Azreal))
[THEN DON'T PLAY! Hahaa, wait until you're home, or play in the morrow. Don't feel like this won't be waiting for you at the next chance you get.]
Had he really missed so much while in absence?
The place was completely bare, just as the city seemed to be when he reappeared there...
As for the woman before him, she didn't really look too good...there was something definitely wrong with her. Maybe she was asleep. He couldn't really tell. What a weird chick.
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