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Epine de Rose Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 9:26 am
"I am bound by arcane law to stay out of matters such as these - although I may be instructed to aid in the growth of your skills I am not charged with saving you personally." The Highlord explained patiently, a sad smile appearing on her lips as she evidently appeared to be familiar with the events that had transgressed on the planes above or below her (one never did know where outer planes lay...)
"Let me offer a brief piece of advice however..." She paused briefly as she proceeded to negotiate a passageway through the wild magics so that both of them might be able to return home, "Be wary of those you accuse of being evil or at fault - you will find that not everything is what it would seem in some circumstances."
Such words spoken, she turned her hidden gaze towards the now spiralling wild magic and awaited patiently for the epicentre to stabilise and for the doorway to open.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 10:10 pm
Fiore bowed her head in acceptance, having previously anticipated such a response. "Understood... though I do not see how this could simply be a mistake. The Elyisan was taken without the Guardian's consent. That alone is enough cause for us to follow and demand its return."
She fell silent as the magic began to swarm in one area, forming what she assumed to be a portal of sorts. The female floated closer to the Highlord, putting a delicate hand on the staff as she had before been instructed and shooting one last glance back at the cavernous space where wild magic dwelled. She released a pent up breath, closed her eyes, and waited.
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Epine de Rose Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 1:16 pm
"Good luck." The Highlord replied softly as the vortex of magic behind her shivered - the staff obviously represented the key to the portal and soon enough small whispy tendrils began to extend from the epicentre to embrace the young Elysian warmly.
The journey back was suitably more comfortable however, for the heat began to subside rapidly until it was of a moderate temperature and the 'living' darkness had otherwise become non-existant - odd perhaps but few would have complained about it in the given circumstances.
Nevertheless, after only a few moments she would find that the streets of Durem had begun to materialise in front of her and she was perfectly capable of proceeding forward as the tendrils unravelled and disapparated.
//Now you can bring Fiore back to her summoner and familiar!
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